Life Is Strangely Odd

Life is strangely odd, but definitely okay 
Darkness and directionless, I’ll find my way 
It’s about the journey, not the destination 
It’s about the ride there, not the dream vacation

Always stop and smile at where you are 
Cherish the now and your travels thus far
Have fun today, don’t wait until tomorrow
And when you’ve reached the end, you’ll have no sorrow.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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