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  • Every now and then, it's time for reality check. Face fears and do the impossible and unthinkable.

    Once – well, actually way more than once – I had a car waiting for me when I arrived. Arms saying "hello." Lips saying "I've missed you."

    Of course I miss those days, but it's about time to creep out of the tight, hard grip. Throw the old day dreams in the bin, for real.

    Get real and create a new reality. A reality without a car. Without waiting arms, welcoming lips. An arrival hall like any, as it is for everybody. And there I am. On my own. Doing the same trip, but a completely different journey. Getting on the bus. Getting on with life.

    Fumble around for a bit, then find a new place in an old field. And realize that it can be done. Without a car, without other arms and with no other lips, I look into the eyes of the pain and say that it's okay. 'Cause I'm actually very, very brave.
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