Pippi's nap time
I reflect on what is outlived in my life today. I've known for some time that holding on to anything ruins it, as does clinging to old ways, outdated ideas, worn-out relationships, and lifestyles that have run their course. As a culture, we seem to prize permanency. Certainly the familiar is comforting. But the way we were is not the way we are, and why would I want to still want to have those parts of my life that have lost their zest?