angel lettersLife is like a path, and we all have to walk the path. If we lay down, we can lay down on the path. If we live through the night, we have to get up and start walking down the path again. As we walk down that path we’ll find experiences like little scraps of paper in front of us along the way. We must pick up these pieces of scrap paper and put them in our pockets . . .  Then, one day, we will have enough scraps of papers to put together and see what they say. Maybe we’ll have enough to make some sense. . . . Read … then put the pieces back in that pocket and go on, because there will be more pieces to pick up.  –U.F.D., Pawnee
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