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Rolling Stone
Some of us are made to be a rolling stone. A stone doesn’t rest;it keeps tumbling down the path alone. Other rocks find their place,But the rolling one keeps rolling,restless as the wind,untamed as the river. So why roll when it could root,when it could finally feel the weight of peace? Because it fears choosing…
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All Over the Place, But Still Right on Time
What we desire desires us. It lingers like a memory something we’ve had before, waiting for us to arrive again. My grandpa once told me when you feel déjà vu, it means you’re at the right place, the right time. I think about that when my mind wanders to grief I’ve let go of, to…
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Finding Love While Wandering the Wild Mess
I don’t know how some gofrom thinking they knew foreverto finding someone new. I know now there’s someone out there for everyone,I truly believe that,but for a long time, I didn’t. When I left everything I knew,the relationship I thought was forever,it was just that,the end. I didn’t dream of beginnings,I asked only: what do…
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The Night the Moon Told Me the Truth
I sat in the grass with the crickets chirping and the cicadas singing, staring up at the brightest moon I’d seen in so long, and I knew my life would never be the same. Some moments hit like that.They don’t warn you.They just arrive, wrap around you, and whisper, “Everything is about to change.” I…
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How Lucky
Lately, I’ve been doing the work,the healing, the feeling,the isolating kind of workwhere your emotions overflowand you almost hide from them,but then you don’t. It’s been a journey and a dance,an eye-opening gift,and a place that’s brought me to my knees. And still,I have to remind myself sometimesthat the fun, wild, untamed parts of mestill…
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