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A pristine beach, golden yellow sand. a lone walker has left their footprints in the sand. warm waves from the Caribbean Sea have washed over the indents, in time they will completely disappear, leaving only the shadow of the trees.   

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Last night the waves and tide washed away every one of my footprints and they will do it again tonight. A beautiful new start, a fresh unsullied brand new day. Untouched by me, fresh and new, straight out of the box. My foot prints in golden sand will come and go washed clean. All day long shadows of the trees will join and follow the dance of the sun. 

it’s a new start, brim full of opportunity, a future unmade, unknow and uncertain.

A new day just waiting to be sabotaged by me.   

Mr Teddy says, sometimes outwardly we seem to have just about everything we could possibly want. But the inner struggles that no one sees can rob us of our happiness. On days like this, be kind to yourself.