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  • Writer's pictureChoo Choo

Siren song


In a turbulent sea of uncertainty, your instinct is to cling to the raft of routine, hoping it will guide you safely home to shore when in reality there is no shore, no safety, no home, just never-ending sea, an endless expanse of wonderful doubt and questions, so you might as well dive in and go for a swim.


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