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My childhood was like a giant trampoline … propelling the jumper ever higher towards an atmosphere of glittering stars and windswept clouds both darkened in storm and painted in the subtle blush of dawn. I live there now and have no memory of the route back.

It’s a strange place we live where the best of living is seemingly realized through loss and the striking of walls. We seem born with some excess “currency” which must be spent to realize value. The spending somehow leaves us simultaneously poorer in vanity and petty confidences yet enriched in ways invisible and strangely, unteachable.

Have a wonderful day! ~Kurt 🙂

LylesBrother

LylesBrother

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