This time tomorrow I'd better have most everything packed.
Drafts.
Writers get no respect, I tell ya.
Thanks. I needed that.
No, really. I'm fine.
Why am I doing this again?
Just back up a truck and take it all.
Dirty dogs and sweaty men.
A time in which my body is returning to life, my house is in complete chaos, and my little yellow house is getting a makeover.
What is peace of mind worth?
What is really next for me? What can I do to be the most happy in this next phase?
The funny thing about inner peace.
It's all on me. Misstep or miracle. I'm in this by myself.
Big changes on the horizon.
It's really happening!
What dreams may come.
"To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil may give us pause." - Hamlet, Shakespeare
Inner child, inner self.
Peace starts within; do not seek it without. - Buddha
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