Journal

A Way Where There Is None

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I find trying to live authentically much like this.

It's a herculean task.

Some days I hit it dead on.

Most days I slip into the alternative:  Fitting in.  Imitation.  Impoverished thinking.  Etc.

Ultimately some of us cannot help but continue on. The unveiling is too darn irresistible.

You can't help it if you're a prisoner of hope.

You can't help it if you believe in what you might find.

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