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Riding the Bullet

Most of the time—especially lately—I’m able to remain upbeat and positive about life. But, every now and then, I hit an invisible wall that knocks me on my ass, and I find myself sitting in a mud hole (better than being face down in it), blinking and feeling dazed. The power of the positive seems to be strewn around me, broken and confused, and I begin to think I am only one misstep away from complete and utter failure. You know, the old what’s-the-use syndrome. Read the rest of this entry »

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