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Falling Away

I am always battling with who I think I am. I strip off parts and then I forget parts. Bits of me fall away from me like sand and I begin to disappear in the wind. It’s as if I have to remind myself of who I am. Again and again and again.

I can hear the “can” coming in and out. I can hear “my life is good” going in and out.

It is these decisions about my now and future life that shade my satisfaction of my now. And there is nothing else more important besides my now. Ever.

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