The small, brown bird that builds a nest in the tree outside my window every spring returned today, a sign that winter is over and spring is here, a reminder of the cycle of life and the hope of new beginnings.
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The only limit is the one you set yourself.
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Life is too short to rush through the small moments—savor the coffee, the laughter, the quiet walks, the way the sun hits your face.
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