We Lose Sight of the Splendor


It’s always by a thousand cuts. A half-truth, an unspoken word, an overlooked injustice; they float by us like falling leaves. We ignore them, become blind to them. But we don’t forget them, and as the years pass, we lose sight of the splendor of ordinary days.

~ Jeff High, The Splendor of Ordinary Days


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