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But It’s There. Just Because I Haven’t Told Anyone Doesn’t Mean It Isn’t There, All The Time, Lurking In The Back Of My Mind, Like One Those Nsync Songs You Can’t Get Out Of Your Head.

This Is How Many People Become Artists, Musicians, Writers, Computer Programmers, Record-holding Athletes, Scientists... By Spending Time Alone Practicing What They Love.

Life's Not Easy For Unicorns, You Know. We're A Dying Breed.

I Lay There In My Black Slip Dress And Wondered If I Ought To Have Worn Pants. I Mean, Who Knew What I Was Going To Find Up There? What If I Had To Do Some Climbing? People Might See My Underwear.

It’s Only By Studying The Mistakes Of The Past,” Lucien Said Mildly, “that We Can Even Have A Future