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Daily Archives: April 21, 2013
Journey’s End
Every journey starts out simply, with a single thought: where am I, where have I been, and is it where I ought to imagine is my place, my center in this life, or is there more to me than this, … Continue reading
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Tagged confusion, decisions, destinations, destiny, illusion, journeys, NaPoWriMo, travel
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