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Day 239: My imagination has an ability to pound at me like the ocean on the Northern shores if Ireland. Relentlessly crashing against my consciousness. Always cold, crisp and salt ridden. I have grown accustomed to it. It is something that is simply always there. When it comes to conjuring up some vision of goodness for myself, it is continuously tainted with something. i refer to it as winning the lottery. There is always a hanging idea that no one wins the lottery. When I was trapped in the cycle of nonsense that I was previously, I never had the ability to recognize that people win the lottery everyday. Not in the sense of a cash payout from some government official in a large comical check. Some people call them miracles. I call it recognition. Recognition of the good things in life. When I walk in my shoes for a day, I can remove the blinders. People win the lottery everyday. One Day. Today. Love, Joel
Posted on: Wed, 07 Jan 2015 06:55:50 +0000

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