“I am me, now. It’s just when I text or email, I can’t always be me.”
I overheard part of a conversation recently waiting in line – a girl speaking on her cell phone: “I am me, now. It’s just when I text, or email, I can’t always be me. But now, it’s me! I’m here, with you.” I won’t belabor that with a full deconstruction, but it got me thinking […]
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