practice practice practice. work work work. huck huck huck. sage sage sage. etc etc etc.
sometimes, i feel like i'm on a wash, rinse, then repeat cycle. oh the beauty of life.
i was walking home from the bus stop today and everything was still and quiet. i felt like i had all the secrets to the universe and they are all inside of me. it's a special feeling.
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the practice is working
its huck
love seeing huck
great joy feelings arise
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