I was at the gate. The view was spectacular. “I can see it!” I said. “Can you see it?” I said. You said, “You read too much into things.” I was at the gate. My legs ached for that field. “Let’s run!” I said. You said, “But we just got here.” I limped to the
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September was a month made for cleaning slates, getting centered on our worth, and the announcement of my forthcoming “Desire” program. … The guy on my street who prays. If my son and I walk past him and we’re yammering on — which we always are — we instinctively hush. Even my dog gives Lotus
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