Razor thin - missing plane - existentialism

Every day, every single day I watch my son run ahead of me, or my daughters wake up, or have their breakfast or go to bed and every day I seem to forget how thin the line is between our atmosphere here on Earth and space, the difference between walking high on a bridge and the drop below, the fine line between a company having a service provided to do X with no contract being surprised said service is not working, and on and on and on.....

It has been a not fantastic few days, everything is fine, but it is often good to reset the machine, recalibrate completely and this has been done.

But every single I day I thank whoever is listening, that I have my children and everything else that is taken for granted.

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