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there are adventurers
and there are lifers. And I could never be a lifer. Maybe it's because I have traveled and lived on my own in new places but I would like to think it's something that's always been a part of me, embedded deep inside my being, a yearning to explore, to journey beyond where I have been or what I know, to expand my reach and to be totally free, unhindered by any kind of restriction.
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the monster
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but a man’s reach should exceed his grasp
I'm too free spirited, too inquisitive and curious. My heart pounds for expedition and new experience! Everyone knows that I can't stay put geographically for too long and I'm feeling another move, an uprooting, a new setting, a new routine, a new adventure and a new pace.
