Do you deserve to be where you are in life? Do you feel like you have worked hard for what you have, and that it is not all based on luck and knowing people?
If you answered “no” to either of these questions, then you are experiencing “impostor syndrome.”
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I like to commune with the concrete. My feet have slowly built up a fine layer of dead skin to protect them from the cracked acorn shells and dried leaves that have fallen. Cobblestone is the worst. I dropped my phone the other day on the hot stone and the screen didn’t just break, but shattered to the point of being unusable.
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