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Day 222: King Sisyphus

I think I understand how King Sisyphus felt, every time he almost conquered that damn rock. It just rolled back down to where he had first knelt and prayed this was the last time he took this walk. Struggling to the end, only to see it all come undone. Clawing back your need for a… Continue reading Day 222: King Sisyphus

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Day 180: Chasing Dreams

My first step was broken, a stumble, a misstep, suddenly falling down, I stared at ground, finding comfort in the warm earth. Tucked in a blanket of grass, I found comfort, letting the trees of knowledge take root. My next step was messy, the half starts and tangled roots. Shaking of the earth that had… Continue reading Day 180: Chasing Dreams