Constant

Life begets growth. Growth means change. Change is constant.

So, if you're having a bad day today, fret not. It will change. And if you're darn happy, relish the moment with all your heart. It, too, will change.

Nothing ever stays the same.

We're all frail creatures in an ever changing world. And that, I find, is what we all have in common. It is our constant. That won't change. We are fragile. Always will be.
Change is the essence of life. Be willing to surrender what you are for what you could become.

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