Life is not perfect
Life is full of cracks, imperfections, odd knots, and it stretches you in different directions all at once. It may look all polished on the outside, but seasons accumulate and can't be hidden. Hard years leave permanent marks on us, while good ones can make us fat and happy. There is a lot of hard work that made those threads of our lives and shaped us into what we are now. Others often see only services and support we give them, but there is always more. Much more than what is visible. There is a story behind every wrinkle, every scar and discoloration. Each experience is shaping us like a chisel and just adds to that finish which in turn, makes us live longer and look better.
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Ово је горња површина столића који сам направио од остатка дрвета које је расло испред наше куће. Научио сам много тога када сам направио онај једноставнији столић пре пар месеци, тако да је ово исапало много боље иако сам предуго чекао да почнем па је дрво почело да пуца. Ако не будем седео на њему - има шансе да нас служи још дуги низ година.