Thursday, January 14, 2010

At the end of my days, when my own time spins itself out, and I have barely a slivered portion of the abundance I currently possess... I hope that I'm able to stack up the years not by their dates but by something infinitely more precious - the moments that filled them;
sort of like that quote - "Life is not measured by the breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath away."