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Nothing you do in this life that is actually worth doing is finite. There is no end point, no reward, no rest, no winning or losing or giving up. You just keep at it, like breathing. And it's messy, it's overwhelming, even discouraging at times, definitely not something you come out of unscathed. Like an unyielding storm you must navigate your way through, and there might be a couple of lighthouses along the way but there really are no ports. Anchors can always weigh you down and change is the only constant.
This... This is home.

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