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Daily Archives: April 14, 2013
The Possible
The possible surrounds us all: an unseen swirling smoke that clouds our good intentions. Proceed carefully, the joke is that too many options can confuse the way ahead, and leave you in committees wanting progress, but instead debating some great … Continue reading
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Tagged chaos, choice, committees, confusion, decision, NaPoWriMo, possibility
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