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"Stoned and softened by the giddiness of our laughter, our armor fell. And blanketed by the warmth, safety, and the peculiar preciousness of friendship, I felt tethered to the present." <--The whole vignette was amazing, but this part is some damn good writing!

Also, I love HAIM but haven't heard Lost Track before so thanks for adding a new song of theirs to my playlist!

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Awwww thanks, Rychelle! I appreciate you saying that 😌

Dude SO good!!

Was totally confused because I could have swore I saw you left a comment on #18 but I realized it somehow found its way here. I thought Substack was messing with me😅

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That's so strange! I definitely commented on #18! Actually, I probably messed up somehow lol tech sometimes gets the best of me 😂

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"Meanwhile, I absolutely adore the ways people are imperfect. I don’t care if you’re not perfect at something, or even if you’re literally the worst at all the things. When others are imperfect it feels less like a fault and more like something to be celebrated."

You are so right! I never judge others for being imperfect, and yet somehow it creeps into my inner voice!

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That damn inner voice!!

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“Cognitively I know the expectations I tend to put on myself are tremendously high. Unrealistically high. Through the roof high. I don’t meet them. Ever.” - damn this is so relatable. I don’t think I have EVER completed something and done it at a level that I was satisfied with or thought was good enough. This paragraph nails it.

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If you ever figure out a way to move through that let me know 😅

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Progress *is* perfection.

Thank you for the reminder of that MM album *hits play*

<3

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oh I love your reframing even more!! Thank you for pointing that out. I REALLY need to internalize that message.

😌🎶

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Each essay was a great way to explore the continuum on that path called perfection. You should also read Rik van den Berge's essay with the metaphor of a stack of finely honed axes 🪓 in the corner and no stack of firewood

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Oh yeah!! I did!! Thank you for reminding me of it, I really loved the message in that essay. Powerful metaphor 👏🏻

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