“…I am the keeper of fragile thingsand I have kept of you what is indissoluble.”— Anaïs Nin
In his youth, he tried to turn opportunity into memory as quickly as possible
Afraid that the opportunity would vanish before it could be seized
But experience taught him to savor the alchemy that turned “maybe” into “yes”
To savor every moment.
To let the taste of anticipation play on his tongue
And so his pace — his path — became more deliberate
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