I wish everyone could know, way early on, that they’d have to make that journey one day. That it might be a long way, and your transportation limited, and time running out. I guess then I might have lived some things a little differently. It was so easy when time seemed to stretch out forever to think it didn’t matter as much as it actually did, even then. That so much of the virtual foolishness of our time doesn’t mean anything at all, and other things we are neglecting mean everything. 

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