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into a spiritual connection, somehow the world seems quieter, and my purpose in it takes on new clarity. as i sit here writing this, i want to be gone, gone, gone, not taking care of my bidness. it has been a full morning, as most of my Sunday mornings are and i am done with all my chores and my workout, so i feel like i should already be torching up a cigar and settling in for some football. if i am totally honest, i may v-even be coming to the end of writing this exercise as i am not quite sure what value it adds to my life. it is only on days like these, when i want to be somewhere else, when that feeling creeps up on me. the message i am getting, is that i may not understand what good is coming of this, but each and every time, i take the time to dive into these exercises, i am channeling my creative side. my prose may not be Nobel Prize worthy, nor will it change the world, but i guess, for me, it gives me a minute to step out off myself and see how i look to the world around me.
as i am having difficulty sitting still right now, i am going to end this by saying that just for today, i am grateful that at least i have a life i can write about and be okay not living up to any particular standard. it is a great day to be clean and a better day to admit i am ready to move along.

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