we won't be seeking out new adventures as much as welcoming the one we're already on with fresh eyes

A poet is a blind optimist.
The world is against him for
many reasons. But the
poet persists. He believes
that he is on the right track,
no matter what any of his
fellow men say. In his
eternal search for truth, the
poet is alone.
He tries to be timeless in a
society built on time.
― Jack Kerouac

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