A whole life is laid out like rags to a god - what are the things we build? Nothing. Who are we? Everything.
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Powered by MicroStreamWe bleed and breath for assets and debts to keep our loves safe; few see that all turns to sand. Only the story remains.
View on MicroStream →Asked AI: How does it feel to be everyone, but no one?
View on MicroStream →Best Christmas ever. Snowed for us. We sang carols while giving our gifts, Soren's brother is on the way. Josie is happy. Justine is my angel.
View on MicroStream →"How good do you want to feel?!" still rings in my ear when I push to discomfort. So good.
View on MicroStream →20 years from now, Josie will be my age and Rowan will be grown. My wish? To feel deeply. To know I can set my world on fire with love. To change it all. To worship the glory of life.
View on MicroStream →Smiling surprise, with what my heart, my legs, are capable of
View on MicroStream →Gonna beast on this mountain at 60. The boys running beside me as they grow. In the mean and aftertime, we're never alone. Love you.
View on MicroStream →Gonna beast on this mountain at 60. The boys running beside me as they grow. In the mean and aftertime, we're never alone. Love you.
View on MicroStream →You know you are living in the best time of your life when you just crush work so you can bliss with the kids after.
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