When you are unemployed, one day you will go visit some friends’ wedding for a weekend in Tennessee. The mead will flow and by doing so, anoint your virgin petals with the sweet nectar of hearty re-acquaintance. Brothers and Sisters from another life will climb the heights to greet you and through the lens of their life-moves will you judge worthy your endeavors and strike to achieve them once more. All your demons will rear and retreat while the whispy and transient ghost of prospect will wholly substantiate.
And so, while the oppressive palm of doubt may press slowly but strongly from the reaches of your mind, forcing questions and negating answers, you, heartened, are able to win fortitude and bravery by minding timeless memories and witnessing warmth in the genuine smiles on the faces of the dear and hopefully soon-to-be-near.
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