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I have come to know myself best as one. Just me, with no one to speak to, other than maybe the waiter who remembers my order. I think about the things I remember about people. It isn’t always, or usually, their name. But maybe that’s okay because in all ways possible, I remember who they are and that alone give names to them. I think that’s why being accompanied by just me, no one to hold but me...I am at my best. Because I am learning me. I am naming myself. I am riding this lesson all the way through.
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Sep 13, 2018
Sep 13, 2018 at 10:37 PM UTC
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I have come to know myself best as one. Just me, with no one to speak to, other than maybe the waiter who remembers my order. I think about the things I remember about people. It isn’t always, or usually, their name. But maybe that’s okay because in all ways possible, I remember who they are and that alone give names to them. I think that’s why being accompanied by just me, no one to hold but me...I am at my best. Because I am learning me. I am naming myself. I am riding this lesson all the way through.
shayla-ahrns
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Sep 13, 2018
Sep 13, 2018 at 10:37 PM UTC
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