On the Function of a December Rose

The quote by the world-renowned writer J.M. Barrie, “God gave us memory so we could have roses in December” has stuck with me for many years now. It’s meaning is so much more than a sentence, not only because of its implications, but also because of the type of man Barrie was. I, too, find myself to be a child at heart. But I also want to write in a way that helps people create memories, defining moments in which the mind is eternally suspended without the decay of time. I, myself, want to be remembered.

The pages beyond this are an insight into my mind and life, which I imagine ought to be enjoyed. Life isn’t all smiles, but roses aren’t all thorns.

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