I have an impossible time retaining much.
I dreamed last night of my family and myself traveling but the only "scenes" available to my recollection took place in terminals and bus stations, between places of our interest. There was never difficulty and we got comfortable in any place. There was no hint toward what part of the world we were in, where we were meant to visit, I suppose it was insignificant. The image I remember best were the huge clocks I saw everywhere we were on the walls, they were singular in layout showing local time, which I never logged
If I've learned anything it's that the journey is worth more than the treasure itself
A reminder to stay strong enough to harbor my patience
Fortune enables my heart to keep pace and
speeds up every day
and I am anticipating motion.
Would I favor flipping the record over but looking through the same window
or repeating the same record looking through different windows?
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