My heart was racing today for no reason that I could fathom really. A strange restlessness filled me. My head was rushing from one thing to another like it had to be somewhere and just needed to get these things in hand done here and now and move on. It is as if my mind, my soul knows something that I don't. There are places to go,things to do, people to meet, questions to be asked, answers to be sought, roads to be traveled, mysteries to be pondered.
But all in good time. Be still my racing heart, be still.
We'll get there - you and I.
We have dreamed the dream. We see the future.
We will get there. We will.
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