first off all any updates
and on with my story
when i was younger untill i was 7 we lived in an old house that was built for the worlds fair in 1904 and apparently a lawyer died there in the past well for years i had this one dream nothing else at all i was in a massive room and accross from me was a man sitting in a large marble chair in a black suit with a black hat he only said somthing once in all the years i can remember it was the nite before we moved he said it was nice seeing another person and i hope to see you agian
unfortunatly i have never seen him again and i have had very few dreams
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"The difference between commiment and involvment is like a ham and egg breakfast the chicken was involved but the pig was commited"
"Thrice happy is the nation that has a glorious history. Far better it is to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs, even though checkered by failure, than to take rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy much nor suffer much, because they live in the gray twilight that knows neither victory nor defeat." Theodore Roosevelt