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i applaud people that know where theyre going where they are and where they have been

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Ilyse11
<p>Secretly this was simply what ran through my head as a drove to the same job I&#39;d had for 4 years, yet again, with GPS. My twists and turns remained unfamiliar.&nbsp;</p>
Ilyse11
<p>secretly this is simply what was going through my head as I drove, yet again with GPS, to the job I&#39;ve had for 4 years, unfamiliar with my turns and roads.</p>
Adventure_cat
<p>Faking it till you make it goes the saying, no one ever knows where they&#39;re going as nothing is certain or set in stone. One thing is acting as if in a place of certainty yet still amiss and another is as if staring in a black hole you don&#39;t know what to make out and it scares you to even look. But never fear being lost, for it is when lost you have the greatest opportunity for discovery and exploration, would you prefer your life to be set in stone? I hope I provided some insight into those who fake it till they make it.&nbsp;</p>

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