The road less traveled is finding its way to me all on its own. Life is not always as I thought it would be, and lately, it's as far removed as possible from my early vision. I discover myself today in a different place from yesterday...from a week ago...from days to come...from miles away. The snapshots that surround the dreams in my head are everchanging, and constantly pressing me to do something else, something different, something other than this, something, anything. If I could make my legs carry me there, believe me, I would.
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