H: Times like these, I wish I still had a therapist.P: How very LA of you. What’s wrong homie? Talk. H: You know me. I don’t talk. Never was one for words. So I write. Or try to. P: Har har. Another one of your therapist’s advice hey? H: Good…
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I used to read a lot but these days, I’ve lost time (and perhaps a bit of interest) to do so. Hence I’ve set a realistic challenge of reading at least 10 books before I turn 27. I’ve finished 1/10 so I’ve got seven months to finish nine more. I…
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I used to be very good at reading minds especially when I know the person all too well. My instincts were always spot on and I felt like I had this bizarre superpower to be able to phone someone in despair at the right time without warning. At the same…
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