While working in the inner-city of Harlem, NY I kept a blog about the life lessons I learned. Some days I was far too idealistic, while others I was picking myself up out of the gutter. But in the end I'm grateful for it all.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
life. each moment is borrowed time. and each person we let ourselves care about is just another loss somewhere down the line. remember before the line comes: all the love. all the joy. and all the good. live a life with a lot to lose.
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