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I forgot I love this

One of the hardest things about taking the road less traveled is remembering why you started in the first place. So many times you arrive at a fork in the road, a setback, a rut, the road ends and continues after a three foot wide chasm, and you think to yourself, “how did I get myself here?” And what’s there to make things even worse? The memories of what you left behind in order to pursue your “dream.”  Continue reading

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Yesterday I had a big dream.

Today I see a big problem.

Tomorrow I’ll dwell on a big regret.

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