Love that word. Love the myriad images it evokes. Standing at the edge of a precipice just before leaping. Slowly pushing open a door painted blue. Pausing to consider a fork in dusty road. The possiblities are endless, and at points such as this, it seems all the world is a possibility
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A few weeks ago I went back and locked some others. Maybe it was silly of me, but I wasn't sure. WON'T be sure, I guess, until we really begin this process.
Let me know your own thoughts, okay?
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