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If you stand next to a busy street

And close your eyes

And listen to the cars ‘whooshing’ by

You can imagine that you’re at the beach

And each ‘whooshing’ that you hear

Is actually

A wave crashing onto the shore

When you do that

Then you can almost feel the Ocean. . .

But when you take a breath in

To smell the salt and the sea

You smell gas

And you’re brought back to the pavement.


And when you close your eyes

When you’re all alone

You can almost hear an echo from your future self

Telling you to be more

To do more

Encouraging you

To continue to 

Push forward 

And to enjoy the ride 

While you can.


And when you hear my voice

Clint Clifford Haugen’s voice

Inside of that head of yours

As you read these words

I want you to hear this


I am proud of you.


If you hear anything that I say

Hear that.


I am proud of where you’ve been.

And I am proud of where you’ll go.


So . . .


Get going.


CH 2/12/24

 
 
 

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