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Thursday, July 24, 2014
The stories we tell ourselves
Woman on bus: Wow. I love your boots. Me: Thank you. Her: I want boots like that but they don't look comfortable. Me: They are! Her: If I walked in them I wouldn't be. Me: OK. Her: They aren't, right? Be honest. Me: I have no reason to lie. Her: I so wish I could get a pair. But I don't want uncomfortable shoes. I'd complain about her, but we're all stuck on the stories we tell ourselves.