Wouldn't it be nice . . .

If we talked to ourselves the same way we talk to someone we love?

Think about it.

 

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The things I write come from the many mysterious musing that roll around in my head regarding the strange naturally occurring dichotomies of life. If you look closely, strange situations and occurrences have two parts and most of the time those two parts are mutually exclusive of each other and/or completely contradictory. "We're all vulnerable. Mix the wrong feelings together, the right kind of bad with the wrong kind of good, and you'll wind up with a total breakdown."

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