if sampson could do one thing every day for the rest of his little life, he would swim.
scratch that. he would swim after & retrieve tennis balls. all day.
lakes, rivers, ponds, swimming pools...anywhere.
sampson waaiiiting to go in the lake this past summer
wouldn't it be lovely to be so content? to be so happy doing such a lighthearted task.
i think about that often.
doing something i love and being in the moment.
taking in the unabashed joy that sampson would have during the 438th jump in the water to get that ball.
it's time to focus on more of that.
also, sampson wants to know if it's spring/summer yet. please?
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