Once you're at the finish line you'll understand how much the process means compared to the end. Oh, how much I've missed. And rushed. And not looked, who's next to me, what I'm passing by, how I'm breathing. Oh, how much I've missed sometimes by putting things, things that are truly here, on hold. Luckily, once you realise how much is here, your presence becomes the most beautiful thing around you, in you and with you.
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