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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.
 
 
   
 
Friday, June 22, 2007
 
This is something new. When you're standing on the edge of something, looking in, you think "If I was in it, I'd do it differently." And you mentally rank and abuse those before you who've done poorly. Then, the day comes when it's your turn, and you step in, harbouring such high expectations of yourself and the ideal situation and responses you'll churn. Only to discover your actions are similar to those before you; those you chided and scoffed at. That's irony for you innit? So you've fallen into the trap too, ha. This oh-so-human failing is rather foreign to me, yet it feels nice and fuzzy at the same time. Maybe I'm becoming one of 'them'. By George, good luck to us both, I say.

 

 
   
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