There's a place I go every morning at sunrise. Once I enter, time itself ceases. It reminds me of spelunking in Arizona, the act of exploring underground caves. There are so many hidden treasures in these caverns waiting to be discovered. They are unpolished gems. I'm mesmerized. This place in the middle of nowhere is where I found myself. I've been visiting here for 1,800 consecutive days. These blog stories are my excavations from the chasms inside my brain. They are the tip of the iceberg. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to share my stories with you.
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