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Turn on the faucet and let the words flow…

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Nothing. What? My mind was just racing with ideas that I wanted to capture.

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Really?

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I know that as soon as I stop trying to write then the thoughts will flow again.

Sorry folks, you’re really missing out. I swear I had some gems that you would’ve wanted to read. Words so meaningful that your lives would have changed forever. Words which would have triggered your neurons in a new and productive way. But alas, nothing. Thoughts gone. Like the ever changing now.

Breath in the moment.

Take your eyes off these words and take in the now.

Is that a tree blowing in the wind?

Is that your breath?

you are alive.

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