I struggle against the concept of permanent failure, probably because failure to me always means coming back and trying again in a different way. Failure is impetus for harder work, and certainly isn’t permanent. If anything, failure is transitory.
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Small things direct our lives, I realize. Minuscule impulses. An unimportant walk to the icy sea, a casual glance to the dark shadows, a tingle of curiosity. And like lightning out of a clear sky, the world is irrevocably changed.