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“I am at a point where I really don't know anymore if I am an introvert or an extrovert. Avoid going out and then I regret later.”

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“I've Met: - Fathers who feel like they have enough time to get back in their kids' lives. - Daughters who feel they have enough time to have that much-needed conversation with their mothers. - Sons who feel they have enough time to ask their father those couple of questions they've been meaning to ask. - Folk who feel they have enough time to apologize properly to that person they hurt deeply. - People with bad energy who felt there was enough time to make it good. - Too many folks who wish they had just a little more time. What I've learned in life is we only have two things: 1. Right now. 2. Death. Nothing else belongs to you.”

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“From sheer nervousness, or to linger for a moment, I'd urinate at the wayside; scanning the darkness before me, a cherry stump behind me, I'd piss a meticulous semicircle in the ashes at my feet. Crossing this line and looking back as I walked onward, I'd think I saw foggy vapors rise from the place I'd circled with my water, and those vapors took on almost human form, those figures' spectral silhouettes beckoned, and words came, barely audible: Don't forget us! -- They couldn't follow me; their souls were bound; I'd nailed them to the imaginary cross of a nonexistent cherry tree.”

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