In the past week or so, I have witnessed many things while being confined to one place. Not that I'm strictly stuck there, it's my choice whether to explore the beauty of Medicine Bow or not, but being jobless makes it seem that way sometimes. I have been faced with fear beyond my imagination, or not. Every insecurity and "enemy" I've ever had has looked me in the eye without letting go, and cries of agony and hopelessness have surrounded me. How? Use your imagination.
All I know is that I feel stronger now. My enemies are closer than any friend I've ever had, and the concept of reality is just that to me. All I can truly believe in is the mind of mankind, the potential, and the result. Stories, art, and song. Everyone has it.
Tell me your stories. I'd love to hear them.
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