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Waking up in the morning still tired and groggy rushing to leave the house throwing on whatever clothes are closest to me. endless cycle, day in, day out rushing through my life to do someone else's bidding then it clicks. something in my head, and in my heart. I want more of you, more of us more time to explore the true nature of life unbound, free to choose my own speed today, here, with you, I choose slow
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Oct 2, 2016
Oct 2, 2016 at 5:41 PM UTC
Slow
Waking up in the morning still tired and groggy rushing to leave the house throwing on whatever clothes are closest to me. endless cycle, day in, day out rushing through my life to do someone else's bidding then it clicks. something in my head, and in my heart. I want more of you, more of us more time to explore the true nature of life unbound, free to choose my own speed today, here, with you, I choose slow
brian-patrick-oconnor-sr
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Oct 2, 2016
Oct 2, 2016 at 5:41 PM UTC
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