Transmissions of a Satellite Heart #2

One day baby, we’ll be old

Oh baby, we’ll be old

And think of all the stories that we could have told

One Day/Reckoning Song (Wankelmut Remix) by Asaf Avidan

We spend our life trying to live it like the story we’ve created in our head. Most of the times this doesn’t work out. The story we want our life to be is too far-fetched, too ambitious for our own good. Or maybe we are just not lucky enough.

But whatever life we lead still creates a story of its own. And like every good story it needs to have (paraphrasing Charles Dickens) – “The best of the times and the worst of the times.”

Because if there is no dark, would the morning ever feel satisfying?

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