The past year in my mind has felt like laying down on the shore of Perception Sea and letting the waves of what other people think crash over me one by one. I don’t care to surf. I don’t care to jump or brace for impact. I just lay as the self-interest warped judgements of my character cover me, recede, and I still remain in all that I know I am.
I coul…
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