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What you dream of doesn’t exist.
I was almost ready to settle for that.
Lost in a daily routine that kept whispering it to me.
I was one step away from truly believing it.
Then I started paying more attention to what I was doing.
To what I was thinking.
I stopped living on autopilot.
And most of all, I stopped taking everything the world said for granted.
From there, little by little, things started to change.
That’s why I write.
To help those who, like me, were getting lost in something that didn’t really feel like life.
I don’t have easy answers. I just seek the truth.
And maybe, in doing so, someone out there will find their way.
Or at least save a few miles in the desert before reaching the oasis.
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