Everyday Wonder

You have reached the point of old when the wonder is gone from the ordinary. When you can walk down the street and no longer see the street curb as a tight rope needing to be walked, then you are old. When you no longer see raised stones as a broken bridge for crossing a ravine, then you have lost something precious, and when it no longer matters whether you step on the cracks in the sidewalk, you should mourn for something lost. You have reached the point of old when you see a plain path, and an path filled with tight ropes, jumping stones, lava pits, mountains to climb, jungles to brave, and other adventures, but all you want to do is take the ordinary path. I certainly hope I never get old.
 
 


Keep wonder alive, and never DREAM small

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