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79|In My Fantasies
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Palermo, Sicily, five years later.
~Viviana~
Happiness, the state of being happy. But how do we set the bar to signify we are truly happy? I’ve been asking myself this question for a while now.
I’ve reached a few of my goals. Only a few since they’re never-ending. I wanted to finish college, and I did. I wanted to dance for a living, and I did. But after owning a studio, it faded into the background of my desires. A status quo. Something I do on a daily basis, like on manual function.
To constantly move has always been my motivation since I resided here in Palermo after I lost everything. Even that lost its allure in the list of the things that make me feel alive.
Travel the world? A lifetime is not enough t
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