Copy ImageThere’s a drive in a lost soul—in one that is searching for acceptance, companionship, belonging, whatever you want to call it. The slightest coincidence ignites a spark that one hopes will lead to something meaningful
Doug Cooper
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Questions from earlier circle like buzzards. Am I running away or moving forward?
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When compared side by side, my days can barely be distinguished from one another. The only difference is what I do after work and with whom I do it
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I never get used to the faces--wide-eyed and full of possibility--staring bad at me
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All that remains is to forge the #commitment. Regardless of how right everything feels, words never last
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