Today, the lyrics of an old Enya song stuck out. Now, I am not much of an Enya fan -- not to say I dont like her music, just not at the top of my list. More like middle of the road. The lyrics said:
Who can say where the road goes,
Where the day flows?
Only time...
I know there is a road I want to take a trip down. Right now, that road is a trip to find myself. I know I am out there, I just need to take the time to find out who I am again, and where I am in my own life
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