is true that men and women with no plans become leg deep in sinking sand. Like idle ideas that never see the light of day, they become dormant then slowly fade away. A life without laughter and love is truly its own death, its lack of contraction in the lungs, a soulless wanderer is all thats left.
As I scrolled through my “jackbook” AKA Facebook timeline I found something of substance. I absolutely love quotes and just had to share it with you all. Maybe those restless nights that you need inspiration you will find this passage and it may direct you to step out of the sinking sand!