the search for answers . is waiting for the streetlight . after the sunrise
in a noisy world . a little serenity . can go a long way
happiness exists . not as a destination . but as a journey
change where we’re standing . and something familiar . looks quite different
opinions are shaped . in time and place, based largely . on where we’re standing
something lies beyond . the curve in the railroad tracks . never to be known
when unexpected . the idea of comfort . can be off-putting
what’s interesting . might not be what’s on display . but its surroundings
distance becomes time . erasing imperfections . from our memories
waking up confused . it’s best to just sit a while . ‘til something makes sense
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