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  • It had to all be able to fit in the car. That was the only requirement.

    Four years ago, I had come halfway across the country to take a job for a year. I really hoped it would be longer.

    I loved the work and it changed my life. Each night, I came back to my room to crash and sort it all out.

    A couple lifelong dreams realized. Many more left on the table. Soon, the year passed and there was no more work.

    I found a few new dreams along the way, and now it was time to chase those out west.

    At least it all fit in the car.

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