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Writing is to descend like a miner to the depths of the mine with a lamp on your forehead, a light whose dubious brightness falsifies everything, whose wick is in permanent danger of explosion, whose blinking illumination in the coal dust exhausts and corrodes your eyes.
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At this moment in my life, everything moves as though it were made to move just as it is. It's the most sensational and delicious feeling. I want to take its picture, capture its fragrance in a bottle, dust its fingerprint and preserve it for future view... evidence of the summation of all my life's choices and efforts and fortuitous timing. I'm in hot pursuit of my dreams, and my legs have never travelled faster.  How good it is to be happy like this, when everything is possible. |
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That's because everything IS possible - optimistic realism exists, and you decide (truly) what makes you happy. Part of what makes me happy are amazing people. Cheers Brett! gcj |
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