Sunday, September 11, 2011

Back amongst the familiar

After two weeks that have been as perfect as can be, there's just one overwhelming feeling I have right now.

I love my Mum. If it weren't for her, there would be no me. I know it takes only so many words to express the sentiment because it's true (and always will be) in a literal sense. But in the last two weeks, I've realised how true it is in every possible sense. And that's a feeling that no amount of words can ever do justice to.  

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I'm not sure if there's a point to this story but I'm going to tell it again.

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I've been wilfully caught up in the self-defeating quest to get to know myself for years. I've never expected anything beneficial to result from such a quest. I tend to evoke extremely polarised reactions from people I get to know in passing. Consequently, only those people who know me inside-out would honestly claim that I'm a person who's just "alright." It's not a coincidence that the description I've laid out above has no fewer than, title included, eleven references to me (make that twelve). I'm affectionately referred to as "Ego." I think that last statement might have given away a tad too much. Welcome Aboard.

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