Life. Is. A. Secret. Game.
I sit. Thinking. Smiling. Reflecting. Wondering. Thinking about all of the people, the moments, the times that have changed my life. How did my path lead to where I am? Why do I feel so fortunate for everything that I have? Why am I typing and smiling so cheesy that the coffee shop barista probably thinks I am in love with this crack box called a computer? Because it is incredible, but it is a game.
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