And as I fall asleep (yes I really am going to bed) I will be dreaming of this past weekend…a weekend full of adventures like a trip to Taughannock Falls.
"My journey is my journey, how can you comprehend? That what becomes the truth for me is one I cannot lend, or even simply give away, because it is of me, it is of me, and me alone, not him, not her, not thee, a private part of who I am and what I represent, impossible to understand from where your journey's sent."
Yanis Bayada
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