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Category: The Journey
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Extra words turned into special sections that told Lenore what she was reading was true. What's more, the e-reader she held in her hands was her lifeline (her tightrope) between fussy babies and dirty nappies, and the version of herself she left behind in English 102. But back to those extra words that played hide-and-seek…
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Not disheartening: 1. Together we are alone.2. Apart we have grown.3. The future unknown. An outline never followed, this impasse saves us. What is reality when our memories are shaped by present-day preferences?
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Watch your step in these. They belong to someone else (a girl who dared to dream.) She got noticed in all the right quarters in all the wrong ways. That lark of hers turned into luck, the kind that numbs and nullifies and turns joy into shame overnight. This pair is too tight. You can…
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It seems as though the puller of strings and the maestro of messing with heads is at it again. Never one to show his work, the Old Unknowable has led me back to the path from which I ran not so very long ago. I thought I got a jump on the Big Blankness, but…
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I don't wear a watch. Easy enough to get around without one. Besides, I don't trust a measurement of time that does not leave a twinge in my belly or an ache in my bones. My local crone told me it's a much wiser move to keep pace with cycles. "Somethin' worth the wait can't…
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Break the illusion + Contradict the ignorance =Change the perception
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A distressed blessing luck is. Some say you make your own, while others believe luck owns your backside for life. Speaking of which, life is said to have a purpose. Luck says: "Hang on there, partner. Everything depends on which side of the shadow you're from." There's a lesson embedded somewhere on this page about…
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The Search for Happiness is a popular pastime. We all look for the path that'll lead us to Happyville. So now comes the sad part of this tale. Many of us walk right past the trailhead. Sometimes we trip on the welcome mat and don't even stop to see what put the stutter in our…
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What if I told you there is no such thing as darkness? Try "a deeper shade of light" on for size. It's a nice image to play with, at any rate. There are a lot of different ways to get from Here to There (and Here is just as good as There so what's your…
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Saturn's had the upper hand these past three years. All sharp edges and rock hard resistance. Walking (and waking) would've been a hell of a lot easier if angles curved and moved out of the way. Surfaces have simply refused to yield. You can tell how swell of a time it's been by my bruised…
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