Holding onto happiness is like holding onto the string of a balloon. Let it be snatched from your grasp on a windy day and you will only be able to watch it float away. Balloons rarely return, only boomerangs do that.
Hold onto what is good and treasure each day as if it's your last because at the very moment of parting, if you hadn't already realised, you will see clearly everything that was good and special about it x
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