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Here’s the thing: we’re all caught in the same storm, spinning our wheels. But out here, where the fields stretch for miles and the air’s thick with quiet, you start to realize something. It’s not the noise that matters. It’s the stillness. The kind of peace you can only find when you stop chasing. And let me tell you, you don’t need to run to find what’s been waiting right there all along. Life ain’t complicated, it’s just been dressed up to look that way.