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Sometimes life’s lessons are learned in the strangest ways. Perhaps it’s necessary. We might not recognize them if they came to us by more conventional means or they might not have the same significance. Lectures come to mind. Blah, blah, blah! An endless stream of words resounding in a tone that neither speaks of their significance nor is conveyed in a way that is like that “deer in a headlight” moment I had that fateful day.
I say “fateful” because I want to believe it so. It would be nice to think my “deer” was supposed to be there on the side of the road that day... that he was sent by some higher being. Only it wasn’t a deer but rather a squirrel, and a dying squirrel at that. Yes, my “deer” was actually a squirrel. But I’m getting ahead of myself, something I often do when I’m obsessing.
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