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Life has been challenging lately. It's hewing a little too close to Thoreau's "quiet desperation." I've been thinking about that a lot lately: grinding through daily life, searching for purpose, questioning who I am. It's a lot, I know, but it's a useful exercise if only to more clearly understand my motivations, my needs ... and my lack. As I share this with friends, I learn I'm very much not alone, and I turn to poetry to understand it...