In this Dream, I crawl down a road made of quicksand. The glorious ending, turning into a mirage of sanded grout lines, caught in a storm of brilliant ideas.
The sun comes out, I take a deep breath and I smile, because I know this pain, this Hell, this struggle; Is the hell you feel, just before your about to cross the finish line of a really amazing race.
Debbie Smalley (Deb’e)
Author: debutont
Just a woman in search of self. Looking for meaning, direction & personal growth. Living each moment as if it were the last. Conquering fears & slaying dragons as I climb my own mountain, on my terms & forge my own path to create a life worth living.
I created my blog hoping others will join me on my journey & forge their own path to pursue their lives & reach for dreams.
The worlds a better place for those who have a dream.
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