Inspired by an omelette, a cup of coffee, and a lot of mistakes.
My goals seem lofty and high, even though I know that once I accomplish them I will be forced to move on. Perhaps I have been staring at the face of the wall for so long that it now seems my purpose, to stare rather than ascend.
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My goals seem lofty and high, even though I know that once I accomplish them I will be forced to move on. Perhaps I have been staring at the face of the wall for so long that it now seems my purpose, to stare rather than ascend.
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