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We weren't born with a name, we were given a name. A hedgehog doesn't have a name. It's just a nameless thing with a handful of flesh and skin and a beating heart. A hedgehog doesn't even know it doesn't have a name.
 
 
   
 
Sunday, February 18, 2007
 
I am such a sook.

I want to be home for Chinese New Year. I want to be with my family; to be in the familiar warmth of home, to experience my annual routine of the past 22 years in a new environment that I now call 'home', to be safe, to be around the people who love me unconditionally, to be around people I love unconditionally, to be irritated by the flurry of activity going on around me, to want to wield an ax to the pestilent cousins and relatives, to hide out in the comfort of my room, to step over the threshold of a new year with my family, to be home.

I am such a sook.

But as Peter says, turn the negative into positive. Use it. And use it wisely, I shall.

Unlike Rumpelstiltskin, no one will know my secret name.

 

 
   
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