I woke up afraid of death.
And through the course of the day I realized that age is a powerful thing. It can control you, defeat you, tempt you, and lead you astray. It is a commander and a charlatan all in one.
The dance of life is not knowing what lies through that door, and taking a journey that will, in many ways, never end.
When did I write it? What was I going for? Was I finished? Losing my vision of a piece of writing defeats the whole purpose of blogging.
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