Potential.

Potential. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Potential. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

Today holds so much potential.

An expanse into which I can invent my life.

I’m frightened of wasting it.

Of the hours slipping across my fingers like grains of sand.

Get on with it.

Just get on with it.

Love

Luke

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