With every passing day we come to feel a connect with the things we must have looked down upon in the past, the people we did not share more of our love with, the places we did not risk going to and the endeavours we cowered away from.
With every new day we hope to make amends, to love the realest people more, to ascertain the veracity that lies in giving up our comfort for others, to live life to its fullest.
The chase after Grace, the race after power maces and the are but a hunt that will keep us occupied in this fleeting moment.
Enjoy the chase; for the thrill of the hunt is the chase and not the catch.