I know “[my] mountain is waiting. So… [I’ll] get on [my] way!”

I know “[my] mountain is waiting. So… [I’ll] get on [my] way!”

We all have them. Those relics of our younger years that stick with us forever. It’s almost as if something tells us that while we might not understand or relate to those things then, someday we’ll find their place or meaning in or lives, so we store them away in our cherished memories until that time comes.

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