I have nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.
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Embrace the freedom to drop the weight of the world’s expectations and carve your own trail. Let the doubters talk to the dust behind you. Take the long road, the weird road, the road that doesn’t show up on neat little maps. Pop some “Tabs”. Trust that when you lean into the unknown, something extraordinary leans back.
As you wander through unfamiliar landscapes, chase the moments that make your senses spark. Sleep under skies so wide they rearrange your thoughts. Wake before dawn just to watch the light spill across mountains like a slow-motion miracle. Get lost in back-alley conversations, in bus rides that rattle your plans loose, in horizons that stretch farther than your comfort zone ever did.
Let the strangeness of the journey expand you. Let go of the scripts you were handed. The more you release what you’re “supposed” to be, the more you’ll feel the quiet hum of something bigger guiding your steps. Out there, between the dust and the stars, you’ll discover that the greatest frontier isn’t the map — it’s you.
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The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes “Awww!”
