After my two most recent posts, I noticed this, my very first post, popping up in my stats again and I had to reread it because I’d forgotten it. God has a sense of humor.
There is an imaginary rule book, no, wait- an engraved stone out there that “they” wrote. Nobody knows who “they” are and nobody questions the rules on the imaginary stone tablet. Why not? And don’t you dare go and break one of these sacred rules, or you’ll be viewed as weird or different. After all, if we were meant to be different, we would have each popped out of our mothers’ bellies with our own individualized rule book in hand. I, for one, am declaring the need to throw out this archaic book and write a new one!
As young children, we are raised on great old stories of princesses, castles, Prince Charming, and happily-ever-after. There’s nothing wrong with this idea… I could be a princess, and even pretend as though I couldn’t survive without Prince Charming, if he was charming enough. I always had a problem with the…
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caverns of my mind 