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Two or so years ago, I had the displeasure of meeting someone who told me to tone it down. In fact, it was a condescending lecture along the lines of ‘you talk a lot, you know, why don’t you learn to be comfortable in the silence?’ In that moment, time stood somewhat still, just…

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My inheritance is priceless, because I was given my mother’s ability to laugh. There’s a certain duality about her laughter I carry: some days it shows itself as a curse and other days, most days, it’s a blessing. I have countless memories which have morphed into one huge warm recollection of my mum laughing…

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In a previous post of mine, titled ‘The idea of chosen time,’ I delved into how your time is yours, and it is something you own. When I wrote that, it was an idea I had only just begun to come to terms with and actually apply to my life and my relationships. But…