Saturday, February 10, 2018
There can be no greater time spent than the time we spend alone with ourselves. To me, there is nothing better than, for example, the song above playing at just the perfect volume as I skate through sleeplessness again. I don't even know how to skate. Maybe that is why I am inclined enough in life to want to learn how to get through it better, faster, with more wind in my face and less mud on my shoes.
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