I think of everyone who I have met on my journey. At different times and places are stories remembered of shared moments with kindred spirits. Some are dead now. Some I only knew for a little bit of time. I look back now, and I am vindicated by time. I am fresh this evening as I type this. It is a beautiful, cool July evening. I am inspired, and my friend Jack is laying peacefully next to me...Jack is a dog.
The time seems so vast. In this period, it all converges. It doesn’t matter if it was when I was two years old, or six or fifteen or twenty or twenty five or thirty or last week, today or now, it is all a part of the collage. Each is a quote from my life.
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