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I was going to post about being weary of being ignored, paying and getting nothing, and feeling used. Being sick has a lot to do with being down.
Then I remembered who I am.
“Just imagine becoming the way you used to be as a very young child, before you understood the meaning of any word, before opinions took over your mind. The real you is loving, joyful, and free. The real you is just like a flower, just like the wind, just like the ocean, just like the sun.”
~ Don Miguel Ruiz

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