My Dad used to remind me when I was a kid that "one day can make all the difference." He would also say; "tomorrow's another day" when the day we were in was at a close and wasn't the best.
The iris is a lot like the caterpillar. It doesn't really look like much until it spreads its "wings" and takes flight. So along that line my manuscripts don't look like much, just paper and words, until they take flight in the mind of a reader... I just need those manuscripts to transform into books... oh the waiting, the waiting...
The bud all wrapped up out there has all the potential to become the flower, you just have to wait until it's ready. Did Dad say that? No, I did.
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