. . . along the road of life often lead to destinations not planned, locales strange and disturbing, or the mundane, never changing landscapes we no longer see or appreciate. We poke and prod, searching for the new, the exciting, the challenging. Always with a vague sense of disappointment when what we search for remains elusive, as it must because we know not what it is that we hope to find. A conundrum. A paradigm. A mystery that once solved holds wonder and enlightenment; we ask ourselves why we missed it the first time around.
"The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes."-Marcel Proust
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