friends

  • There are people who pass through our lives like weather. Some arrive quietly, barely noticeable at first, while others tear through us like storms, leaving entire versions of ourselves in ruins behind them. A few stay forever. Most do not, but every person leaves something. A lesson. A wound. A memory. A different way of…

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  • We pass people in the hall and say, “How are you?” but we don’t really stop to listen because social protocol says we answer with ‘fine’ or ‘good’ and keep walking. We believe no one really wants to hear your life story. Society has created this environment where we have to literally pay someone to…

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