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do you ever get the feeling that you are incomplete?
there are parts of yourself, that if you could purchase in a magical store of some sort, you would. a new belly, some canned wit, a box of confidence, and maybe some conversational prowess in a jar with a free sample of the ability to stop snoring when sleeping next to a new lover.
it's the smaller littler things that always seem to stick out and last; small kisses on the back of your hand, the way hair brushes against our face when you hug someone you care about, those small notes people place inside your bag when you're not looking(the good kind, not the crazy i'm-going-to-kill-you-and-eat-you kind).
it's all a matter of creating your own version of success. not to overshoot a dream, or under-develop a wish. it's getting interesting being here; i get to recreate myself every day and reaffirm who i am and what i'm about. most say it's the one thing about their life that they'd like to achieve: a total sense of complete freedom and follow a path of your own design. i'm learning how to navigate this one a little better.
that's the kind of opportunity you cannot buy in a rosewood peach-scented box.
tonight: go get out there and shake your stuff.
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