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A full decade of my life had gone into this often exasperating pursuit of the stories I felt God wanted me tell. For the first time, I really felt the weight and fatigue of building and attempting to run the company alone for so long—a task I had seldom enjoyed. Sitting alone in a hotel room somewhere in Los Angeles, I found myself breaking down in tears. I was exhausted.
Me, Myself, and Bob: A True Story About Dreams, God, and Talking Vegetables
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