Welcome to Less Is More the personal blog of a digital advertising connoisseur, media man, skier, somewhat avid cyclist, foodie, wine lover, car & history buff. Questions?

 

When we remember we are all mad, the mysteries disappear and life stands explained.
~Twain

When we remember we are all mad, the mysteries disappear and life stands explained.

~Twain

He doesn’t just walk you down the aisle, when you look in the wrong direction he gently nudges you back on path.  When you find something to smile at, and he knows it is worth your smile he smiles along side you.  Where will you find your desire and past that meets your future embrace of happiness?
Soon hand in hand.

He doesn’t just walk you down the aisle, when you look in the wrong direction he gently nudges you back on path.  When you find something to smile at, and he knows it is worth your smile he smiles along side you.  Where will you find your desire and past that meets your future embrace of happiness?

Soon hand in hand.

Don’t hang by a thread, grab a few because the clock is ticking.

Don’t hang by a thread, grab a few because the clock is ticking.

Some mornings you wake up with what feels like chains to your bed.  The hurt of yesterday tempts your mind to avoid the pain again.  Then when you least want it, you take a deep breath and throw one leg over another and manage to not roll onto the floor, but stand on your own two feet once again.  It does not matter how fast you get back up, or the way in which you do or how many times you have fallen, the only one who is counting is you.  
Your day will consume you, your friends will need you, you may even find a reverie that is a reality one day and that is reason enough to not get tangled in the web of chains we call your life.

Some mornings you wake up with what feels like chains to your bed.  The hurt of yesterday tempts your mind to avoid the pain again.  Then when you least want it, you take a deep breath and throw one leg over another and manage to not roll onto the floor, but stand on your own two feet once again.  It does not matter how fast you get back up, or the way in which you do or how many times you have fallen, the only one who is counting is you.  

Your day will consume you, your friends will need you, you may even find a reverie that is a reality one day and that is reason enough to not get tangled in the web of chains we call your life.