Cross and Burn

We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered. – Tom Stoppard

There is always something to look forward to. Move on. ๐Ÿ™‚

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