Originally published 092123

I jumped on the elliptical to mark the end of the first day of writing.

A modest but acceptable beginning.

A few minutes later, this sentence jumped off the screen:

To select one word was to commit to a single path when the maze contains thousands.
— Anthony Doerr / Cloud Cuckoo Land

Yeah, I know the feeling.

Now, back to the elliptical.

And the book.

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Context: This type of coincidence has been a familiar and welcome companion for as long as I can remember. A form of resonance (028).

I blindly collided with this gift. Thanks, acceptance, contemplation, and utilization without doubt. That is why I struggle to capture the words on paper—to strengthen the reality and support the memory. Coincidence? Word/concept modified then redefined by lucid observation, experience, reflection, and documentation.
— 121286 Journal Entry

Featured Image: Maybe.

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