We are the hippies, the junkies, the questioners, the rabble rousers. We are the queer kids, the misfits and losers. We are the ghosts in the woods and we are searching for what was lost.
He was naked and unashamed.
If we are to live with a greater measure of internal peace, settling for less than picture-perfect in our work, family, fitness, friends, and faith, may NOT be us giving up or giving in. It may simply be us accepting those things WE CANNOT CHANGE.
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