Slice of Wonder Bread
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it was one of those rare moments in a person's life that changes a person in some strange way. as i recall i was about 10 years old at the time. it was a hot lazy sunday afternoon. i can still hear the sound of the airplane propeller flying over head. the rhythmic humming that was so mesmerizing. as i looked up in the sky i felt for the first time in my life an overwhelming sense of self awareness. i knew for the first time in my life who i am and what i am. it is as if my entire life flashed in front of me in an instance. i knew at that moment what i wanted to do and what kind of person i wanted to be. ten thousand images cannot reproduce what i saw in my mind in that instance. i am still affected by the memory of that day. It was a lazy sunday afternoon.
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it was one of those rare moments in a person's life that changes a person in some strange way. as i recall i was about 10 years old at the time. it was a hot lazy sunday afternoon. i can still hear the sound of the airplane propeller flying over head. the rhythmic humming that was so mesmerizing. as i looked up in the sky i felt for the first time in my life an overwhelming sense of self awareness. i knew for the first time in my life who i am and what i am. it is as if my entire life flashed in front of me in an instance. i knew at that moment what i wanted to do and what kind of person i wanted to be. ten thousand images cannot reproduce what i saw in my mind in that instance. i am still affected by the memory of that day. It was a lazy sunday afternoon.