Last night as I drove home from Athens to Monroe after a great dinner with my girlfriends, I saw a shooting star. I've seen hundreds of shooting stars - the camp I worked at in California was a haven of them - and yet it doesn't stop me from being amazed at each one and I always have a chill go up my spine when I see one. It put a smile on my face. There's always something small like that in life that reminds me all is good and no matter how bad things seem, it's going to get better and that all is well with the world.
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