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Things I Know About Me

Things I Know About Me:
1. I Facebook too much.
2. Like Bridget Jones I will always be a little bit fat, but swap little with quite a bit.
3. I will always be a little bit mad. Like crazy mad, not angry mad.
4. I will always be a little bit sad.
5. I will always feel like I am not quite enough. For myself or anyone.
6. I try my best. Sometimes my best sucks.
7. I am thankful for what I have and where I am. Most of the time.
8. I know love is infinitely expanding. There is always enough. I love quietly. I wish I could love all those I love, loudly and boldly.
9. I have learnt that acceptance does not necessarily equal approval.
10. I am a low maintenance human, with high maintenance emotions.
11. I will always look at the stars and moon in bewildered wonderment and question why we're all here.
12. I made lots of humans. They didn't exist last century. That blows my mind every day.
13. I appreciate it when people are straightforward with me, though sometimes it hurts.
14. I like sunshine, sunrise and sunset. I have missed far too many.
15. I collect cards, shopping lists and old cameras. Probably children and cats too.
16. I miss school and teachers and the smell of textbooks.
17. I miss dial phones. Though I hated answering the phone when I was a kid.
18. I wish I was brave enough to make new friends.
19. I mumble a lot.
20. I make useless lists about myself.


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