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so much depends upon an open door - by jaron - the way home

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on revealing more of yourself

There's a part of me that wants to live a completely private, unknown life. It's kind of a running joke at this point that I keep mentioning to my friends: I want to live out in some Icelandic countryside disconnected off the grid, surrounded by sheep and rolling green pastures bordered by a vibrant, swelling sea. I'll live at the apex of cottagecore — getting up with the sunrise, making my coffee (black of course) with a stove that I feed freshly-chopped wood, sitting down on my porch with fountain pen in hand and a well-loved leather notebook. I'll inhale the saltwater-tinted air, ready to…

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