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Thursday, November 22, 2012

Living

It's a strange feeling to go about my days wishing things were different. Every day. I want to be content to create things and just be. Daily, however, I remember that our way of life, the freedom to live simply and in the way we choose is threatened. Not a lot of people believe that. I'm sure that if I gave them an earful they'd write me off as a loon. Most people I know are only mildly disgusted by the state of government affairs, but they don't really let it effect them. Oh, to be that type of person.

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