I had a great week!
The sun, the moon, and the stars actually lined up! That feeling I had, that was making me feel ill. I call it my Jerry McGuire moment. It was a crushing weight that made me feel like everything I was doing was pointless in the grand scheme of things, no matter my success, I felt like time would erase my labors. From here on out, I'm letting my destiny fly by the stick of my broom.
I'm reaching into the ether and making the difference I think I was born to be...
From this day on, I go where my broom takes me. The only question I have is, "Who's coming with me?"
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