Life’s Too Short


Is there anything nicer than coming home to freshly baked cookies after a stressful day?

Unfortunately, I have no recipe: it was a mix-and-match-and-hope-for-the-best one of Mark’s from various cookie recipes. Whatever it was, it worked.

Over the last few days, I’ve been thinking more and more that life is by far too short not to be doing what I want to be doing. My mother always used the phrase to justify not doing things like ironing. Non-iron shirts are much more sensible.

Me, I’m trying to use it as a spur to get on with making my vague plans and ideas become something a little more than just notes. It’s all very well to have dreams, but what’s the use of them if you never do anything about making them come true?

Life is simply too short not to enjoy it.

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