The Best Of An Imperfect World.

I've had enough time...   to reflect on freedom and responsibility.

Taken in Jesselton, East Malaysia

And I never started to plow in my life

That someone did not stop in the road

And take me away to a dance or picnic.

I ended up with a broken fiddle—

And a broken laugh, and a thousand memories,

And not a single regret.

-" Fiddler Jones" Edgar Lee Master

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Though my chains be shackled to the daily grind,

To earn our morsel of daily bread.

I will prick my ears to pause and listen

To snatches of faint music,

Have a few broken laughs

And imperfect memories,

And no time for regrets.