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I look at myself in the mirror, and I am still the same.<\/p>\n
Nothing about me seems to have changed.<\/p>\n
Maybe my hairstyle, it is not as neat as it was before.<\/p>\n
I walk, stretch, and look outside my window.<\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/p>\n
It is the same again.<\/p>\n
The sun is shining, the birds are chirping.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The leaves and flowers are budding.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The butterflies are floating leisurely, and the bees are buzzing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Yet, despite the joyous symphony of spring; an invisible enemy lurks in the shadows.<\/p>\n
This nemesis awaits, ready to pounce on us at any moment.<\/p>\n
My daily habits have changed.<\/p>\n
My carefree life lies at my feet blown to pieces by this silent, insidious foe.<\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/p>\n
So how do I live now?<\/p>\n
A day at a time, I guess.<\/p>\n
How do I find joy?<\/p>\n
Make the most of each moment, I think.<\/p>\n
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For you see, I don’t know how to look far into the future.<\/p>\n
That great unknown paralyses me.<\/p>\n
I will bite all I can chew.<\/p>\n
For me, right now, I can only munch on “the present.”<\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/p>\n
Yes, \u00a0hour by hour, minute by minute, second by second.<\/p>\n
That is all I know to do.<\/p>\n
I guess it is enough.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Isn’t it?<\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n
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