What a shell is doing high in the mountains between the rocks? Being a foreign body to the place, and yet it IS there... So am I. I am where I am, I do what I do...
"I had lived my life one way and I could just as well lived it another. I had done this and I hadn't done that. I hadn't done this thing and I had done another. And so? " ( Albert Camus )
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