the house is quiet and the music of rehearsals has faded away. Just not a good day. Too Tired. Too worn out. Too uninspired. I hope the guy we auditioned today will say yes to the band. I hope he didn’t hear my mistakes. There are lots of hopes.
Life can be exhausting sometimes. I’m not sure, though, that I’d have it any other way because if I wasn’t tired I fear I would not be living it as much as possible. Fatigue is the cost of pushing out beyond our boundaries but no horizon seems to be reached without it. In the end that’s where I’d like to be when my time comes, pushing on to the horizon.
The Beautiful Path 
Who are you? Not even sure how I got into this but would like to know more before I quit.
Thanks.
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