I travel to tell my story and to make honest money doing what I love - fuel for stories to come, that search for new stories yet to unfold. I drove most of the night not for money but just so later today - and not tomorrow, or next week - when it would be so more convenient - I can wrap my arms around the woman I love, a woman who loves what I love, a woman makes me think I must be a good man to find a soul so perfect. Perhaps now, sat on this boat I feel the lesson, that it’s a mistake to leave all you need in this world, and squander even a moment of a love that is always fleeting, in the pursuit of something so transient as an extra zero on a bank statement. What drives me on though - now - is to find a zero each so we can do that searching together - so there will be less leaving.
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