What's To Come?

Who can believe it's already mid-April? Not this girl. How is it that time goes by faster and faster until one day we will be rocking in a chair gazing from our front porches wondering how we got this far? What will the rest of life have in store for us? Will the future be a beautiful place holding promise or a downward spiral of humanity at its worst? I, for one, am holding my head up for the former.

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