mmmmmm..... i woke up in the middle of the night. in my stupor i wondered how my room got to be so bright. i turned toward my window and sure enough, there i was laying in a beautiful moonbeam.
glorious.
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Every day you may make progress. Every step may be fruitful. Yet there will stretch out before you an ever-lengthening, ever-ascending, ever-improving path. You know you will never get to the end of the journey. But this, so far from discouraging, only adds to the joy and glory of the climb. - winston churchill
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