Moments of clarity, why so fleeting.
Those precious times, when suddenly, you see things clearly and you realise you're so happy this moment, in this time, and you feel like whatever is thrown your way is small and trivial and you see the bigger, grander route. Where you're going is clear; the path is bright and certain. But then, you turn your attention, answer a call or get diverted by a television screen, and it's gone.
Until hopefully the next precious moment of clarity.
They say problems as big as mountains will feel light as a feather's touch.
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