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Nothing short of disappointment A feeling all too familiar To Me. Always failing to reach the top Unable to meet the mark For You. Satisfaction seldom found Never quite enough…again For You. Continuous flux and float This – the only constant For Me. Contentment? A farce. Love? A convenient lie. Success? Fleeting. Friendship? A wolf…
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In 1966 The Beatles asked us some powerful questions in their song Eleanor Rigby: “All the lonely people. Where do they all come from? All the lonely people. Where do they all belong?” The latter question is the one that always gets me as if there is a sort of implication behind it. Upon further reflection, the…
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From the Latin meaning, “always ready for all things.” This Latin phrase is tattooed on my dominant wrist and serves as a personal reminder of what I must do. Those who know me might think it strange because I am the last person on earth who could be characterized as unprepared. However, I have found…

