The sound of a bicycle bell ringing in the distance mixed with the rustling of leaves, creating a peaceful melody that made the afternoon feel endless.
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Keep pushing, the breakthrough is coming.
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Joy is a choice, not a destination—one I make when I choose to notice the good, to let go of the bad, to be present in the messy, beautiful now.
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