Rules

Rules

We have all these resentments and frustrations about the fact that we don’t feel like we’re where we’re supposed to be. A resounding chorus, of “I really thought I’d have my shit together by now.” echoes from sea to shining sea. And I’m angry on all of our behalfs that we think there’s a such thing as having all our shit together. Do we even know if that’s a thing?

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