There is a strange ache
in the hollow spaces inside of you.
It arrives unnoticed and lives inside your chest every day
until you realize that nothing hurts,
that everything hurts,
that you are small and insignificant and the world will move on without you.

It’s okay.

Today is more important than tomorrow.

Maybe you’ll be remembered.
Maybe you won’t.
The only thing that matters is
that you make the world better while you are here.

Plant the seed.
Tend the garden.
Leave the flowers of kindness in your wake.

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Impression by Mallory Overbrook is licensed under CC BY-SA 4.0