…in life is that if you’ve never listened to the Willie Nelson song You Were Always On My Mind during a time when your mind and heart were open to suggestion and didn’t break into tears, then you’ve never truly been in love.
It’s been my experience that you always take the things you love the most for granted and that there is always an element of guilt involved in the images of love we hold in our minds and hearts, guilt that we could not give more of ourselves to the ones we love because of the very human limitations of our own selfishness.
God Bless the Prophet Willie Nelson!
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