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It's like I'm cycling, spiraling between two worlds.
One world is magic, light, mysteries at every corner, whispers from the depths and winks between the leaves.
The other world is , light & shadow, the ho hum, mundane, pragmatic so we party have a good time, watch movies and narcissisate kind of world.
It's reflecting even inbetween the people I stay with and the behaviors I engage in.
Who is the real me? I guess the bridge between these two is what I've been looking for all my life, or at least consciously the last 12 years. There is thing about 12 year cycles of time being a natural rhythm ...
My 10 year college reunion is coming up. Should be interesting given that in College is where this all began.
One world is magic, light, mysteries at every corner, whispers from the depths and winks between the leaves.
The other world is , light & shadow, the ho hum, mundane, pragmatic so we party have a good time, watch movies and narcissisate kind of world.
It's reflecting even inbetween the people I stay with and the behaviors I engage in.
Who is the real me? I guess the bridge between these two is what I've been looking for all my life, or at least consciously the last 12 years. There is thing about 12 year cycles of time being a natural rhythm ...
My 10 year college reunion is coming up. Should be interesting given that in College is where this all began.