Living in the moment bleeds with conflated and bittersweet emotions.
While enjoying the falling leaves and sunlight on your skin, you become aware of the seconds relentlessly shaved off your life.
Reality packaged within gentle acquiescence.

To these deliciously transient moments,

Whatever I write is my heartbeat.
When you read and comment, I can hear yours.
You’re still here.
In this world.
And so am I!

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