Today, I feel the weight of my ambitions balance precariously on my shoulders and I'm not sure whether it's a good or a bad thing to be this acutely aware of yourself.
Jack Kerouc wrote in the Scripture of the Golden Eternity, that "Roaring dreams take place in a perfectly silent mind."
And though my mind is rarely silent it feels quieter recently.
Suddenly, Kerouc is pretty relevant.
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