What am I doing?

Inner peace feels like cherries in spring and the leaves in August. It's like scratching an itch. Like finding a perfect puddle of water.

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When the sun hides its face,
And the moon takes its place,
I'll meet you in the land of dreams...

Excerpt from "The Hollow Men"
Between the idea
And the reality
Between the emotion
And the act
Between the conception
And the creation
Between the emotion
And the response
Between the desire
And the spasm
Between the potency
And the existence
Between the essence
And the descent
Lies the Shadow.

-T.S. Eliot

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