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The Reason Life Is So Funny Sometimes

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Look at you telling life what you fitting to do and it gives you what it wants to give you.  It’s like life has its own plan for you, but still, you want to fight life’s plan.  Oh yes, there are ups and downs in life and they seem to be planned.  It’s just how long do you have to hold on for the good, and how unprepared will you be for the bad.

I am having a pretty happy day in which why I posted this, but at the beginning of the day, it was terrible.  But somehow life took me for a ride.

Reads by: Richardo A. Wilson

Here there, life will do what life does, so just try to be a part of life, and just maybe one day you will truly understand and appreciate it for what it is. 🙂

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I Get Better With Time

We don’t always see our success before we get it. But if we want to improve and determined to be better we will be. Ever since I was teen I watched everyone (I am serial people watcher 🙂 ) and I mixed and matches great qualities to improve my life and my surroundings. This was a big hobby of mine. I didn’t understand the method well at the time, for I couldn’t forecast how things would play out over time, but I never gave in to the norms around me, I kept climbing to higher level of understanding.

It’s always been in my nature to uplift other and share my knowledge, for the richest minds of the world lay useless in graveyards around the world. If you get that logic, then you understand that we are always going and an elite person wants to be close to perfect without being it or claiming to be so.

The best person we can be, is a person that is genuine, caring and can do for their family without compromising themselves. So I preach and teach others to be their unique selves as I feel and have grown into that myself and over time I just impress myself with the great things I put back into the world.

Reads by: Richardo A. Wilson

Hopefully what I have said today relates to you and you want to put it to use and elevate your life today or tomorrow. 🙂

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THE DAY SOMEONE STOLE MY SANDWICH

THE DAY SOMEONE STOLE MY SANDWICH

So it was a Wednesday, nope Friday Jr., aka Thursday, and it’s the lunchroom at work.  Bright smiles on my face the entire day, just knowing the sandwich I hand crafted from home, was going to be mines.  I mean I made that sandwich with my own hands, piece by piece, layer by layer, with so much love in my body.  For of course, when you love what you eat and eat what you love, shoot, love and delight ooze out of you infinitely.  Well, at least this is what I tell myself.
So yes, Thursday was the day, I remember it so vividly when I arrived at the work refrigerator to find my sandwich of love, and it was not there…I panicked, I said to myself, well maybe I left it at home.  Wrong, I remember so many memories of seeing this lovely sandwich enter the fridge early in the morning as I came into work, in as many angles, slow motion, depth of field as my human mind could allow.  Where was thy sandwich, I got scared, maybe it ran away.  But nope, someone ate it, stole it from the fridge, left crumbs on the table and even the cute wrapper it was in.
My heart was stolen, never to be okay once again, that I never brought a sandwich back to work ever again.  To find out months later, visually seeing a co-worker of mine, joyfully walk in the lunchroom and gone in a fridge and randomly ate someone’s lunch.  I had to build up all the might in my body to ask, hey, why did you do that, and his reply was, I am hungry, it looked good, there is no one here, and they will never know it was me, plus he didn’t care…and there and then I realized my friend was sandwich thief, and I could not unsee the madness of him eating someone else’s handcrafted delicious sandwich, that they will never get to eat.
Has this happened to you?

Thank for reading,
Richardo A. Wilson

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