I Can Feel It.

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Somewhere sometime we must have passed each other, like going and coming trains, both of us looking the other way. (Lisa Mueller)

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THE DEFINITION

Define Possibility.

Hope.

Define Hope.

Freedom.

Define Freedom.

You know that drive you have when you’re all alone?  That intuitive, off-the-wall passion that comes from being detached?  Your shear brilliance at it’s best?

Yes.

Imagine having all that, but being surrounded by any and every other human being on earth.  This is freedom.