To Shake the Sleeping Self: A Journey from Oregon to Patagonia, and a Quest for a Life with No Regret
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She spoke like life owed her everything, but hadn’t yet paid her a dime.
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A shaking-off of that film over my body I feel at home. Of confusion. Of self-loathing. Of constriction. I had to peel it back and see myself clean of what I had been told.
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“love minus distance plus time equals hate.”
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Even after all this time, The Sun never says to the Earth, you owe me, look what happens with a love like that, it lights the whole world.