John Paul Moorman

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As I fell asleep, I thought of all the things I was leaving behind. My comforts. My expensive coffee and craft beer and back-porch hangs with my friends. My routine and my life. I knew it wasn’t forever, but it felt like it.
To Shake the Sleeping Self: A Journey from Oregon to Patagonia, and a Quest for a Life with No Regret
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