Blows me away that I am nigh onto 70 years
of age and it still matters to me, on some level,
what people think. I would imagine this is the
case with most people, but all of us admire
those who somehow manage to escape that
sense of need for personal and/or public
approval and acceptance. Interestingly enough,
I find that if we, ourselves, don't happen to
approve of a given person or faction, their
approval is neither sought after nor required.
Aren't we an amazing, interesting, entangled,
diverse, counterintuitive bunch . . . aren't we
just?!
growing up and growing old
striving for the hang of it
alls right with the world
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