What is it to “get it right?” Think of all that baggage.
Who decided it’s right? Who decided what “right” is?
How can I possibly find satisfaction if I’m living into that, always searching for approval from some unknown source, some mysterious judge?
And when I catch a glimpse of that judge’s face, I find it’s just me, and me, and me.
I’m the author of …
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