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The Book 24 Nov 25

A sprawling mental reminder surfaces each day. Those unwritten pages, the ghosts of plot lines and characters whose stories have not been told. The mere thought of settling down and completing Those pages is overshadowed by the responsibilities elsewhere. The thought the book may never be read or be successful pushed aside, day after day. To dwell on thoughts of failure will only lead to it. A more dangerous thought is believing it's going to be the best book ever, without even showing it to another soul, but this is the trap. If you don't believe it can become something then why would you put effort in it to begin with. Why would you keep on adding, editing, removing, refining and hoping. It's because that is life. "Adding, editing, removing, refining and hoping." Are key to actually living. The hard part is knowing when to do each stage. Adding - more experiences Editing - adjusting experiences to personal taste Removing - Working out what isn't working for you to succeed. Refining - more than just adjusting, shaping an experience to make it yours. Hoping- “Only Hope remained there in an unbreakable home within under the rim of the great jar” - When everything else falls away. Hope really is all that remains.

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