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It's Monday. I'm in love. 🩷

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"It's my birthday tomorrow, and see, the thing is, I know the truth in my heart.

If people want to see you, they will.

If they want to make you feel they value you, they will.

If they want to be part of the celebration of your life, they will.

It's a very good thing I can count on myself to do all that for me. :)"

-C.

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"At the end of the day, does it still matter if I count as a good person or not?

I used to aim to be nice till it made me realize I was just a pushover. Next, I aimed for good till I decided decent is good enough.

But decent in my standards may not be enough for another. Not that I care. I could care the least most times, being too focused on my own matters. So where does it leave me? Am I still good enough? Or have I become someone He would not want around his kids?"

-C.

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field trip; antelope valley, california

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"People normally don't like us. It's a hard truth to accept but it is what it is.

I get lonely too.

That's it. That's the story."

-D.

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“The most creative act you will ever undertake is the act of creating yourself.”

— Deepak Chopra

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"Maybe the biggest problem that I have is that I've thought myself too confident, I forgot that I am scared."

-C.

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my soul has always known that there is something more for me lurking just on the other side of this veil

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"The hardest thing to find is someone who'll care about every little, every enormous to the point of world changing, and every in-between size thing that you care about, remember them and take them seriously.

Because you know, yeah, I think that's an apt description of what love is."

-D.

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I used to trust God with my happiness.

That's it.

That's the thought.

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No one gets to define your happiness but you. No one gets to tell you what you should feel happy about.

I tried so hard as a kid, then as an adult. What I got was burnout.

Now, I've learned to ask questions again like a little child. The difference is that I don't dream anymore. I don't wish either. I pray and I ask for my loved ones to be cared for.

But I drew the line at some point, probably around the time I realized God's plans would happen at a cost I can't say anything about. My happiness might just mean nothing to Him.

Call me ignorant. But at this point, I just want to be called a child. The child I was forced not to be.

-C.

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Marcel Proust, from a letter featured in The Selected Letters of Marcel Proust

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"Capitalism is paying for someone else's comfort with something far more precious.

One's time, freedom of thought and energy.

Because having to work 8+ hrs a day takes these. It takes something far greater and far more priceless than what a worker gets in return for being forced to give them away.

This is the true curse society has placed on itself."

-C.

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