03/16/2014
What is loneliness, but someone else's freedom? What is freedom, but someone else's jail? What is jail, but someone else's journey to happiness? What is happiness, but someone else's pain? What is pain?
Pain is my unit of measure of success in my life. And it never means the same thing. Another day, perhaps, I'll have time to expand upon this thought. But today, today I have much to accomplish and diminishing time.
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