That's not true. I tell myself.
It's not true.
Hey hey. Listen.
What is the mark of being an adult?
Income? Education? Title?
Or maybe the acceptance of a dichotomy and the shades in between?
The humility to accept that not everything you know and believe in is true.
That's a hard pill to swallow yes?
Now, what about passion being crappy advice?
Whose idea did this come from?
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