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If I could put into words all the moments where every event in my life recently has seemed to come together in one of those amazing instants of wonder.
I have been gone so long from my self I have almost forgotten who that was. But now that it's coming back, its coming back stronger than ever. The people and the memories are flooding back.
Learning about Emerson and Thoreau, after spending this past Sunday and the property. I've lost everything I was going to say because I got sidetracked.
Is it possible to love something without wanting it for yourself? Is there a right and a wrong way to love something?
I have been gone so long from my self I have almost forgotten who that was. But now that it's coming back, its coming back stronger than ever. The people and the memories are flooding back.
Learning about Emerson and Thoreau, after spending this past Sunday and the property. I've lost everything I was going to say because I got sidetracked.
Is it possible to love something without wanting it for yourself? Is there a right and a wrong way to love something?