’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
“Beware the Jabberwock, my son! 144 more words
Sometimes in this craziness that we call life, we need to stop and enjoy whatever moment we are currently in. You’ve been on this month long journey with me for 25 days now, and I would like to thank you for joining – and continuing – with me. 50 more words