Early yesterday morning I was heading to my shelter as usual. 22 below zero, it was blazing cold for me: the sleepless night right before wasn't even the last straw. I badly needed to light on some decent flowers for someone I sonly love for whatever it costs. Major flower shops I tried earlier proved to be kicking good for exotic species - that's
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But when all is said and done, it's time to choose: how far to go. I mean everyone has to be pretty level-minded about it. That particular flower girl wasn't actually my first priority in that case. But I feel really in position to approach complete strangers when necessary: it has to come down upon me. Sometimes it's left entirely up to me: how strange those strangers will still remain - so vulnerable they are. I have to admit people are mostly insecure about that: they don't actually seem to know their limits. And that sure serves as the basis of their poor life quality. They are longing for a randomized hallo yet fail to establish a beneficial social contact, merely a no-strings productive interpersonal bonding. What types are there in your neck of the woods?
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Meanwhile, someone else is coming around, making the first step. It's a good idea to keep in mind we are not the one-and-only, we are to be chosen or not really, we are to be subjected to a choice of someone else out there anyway. That's purely a subject objectivity thing as far as being ready for The New is concerned. The trick is to gang up what is ours with what is coming around. To take off the blinders and keep on knowing your limits - that's the catch.
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Well, I think it's the only way things can be done. We always end up with "what is ours" at that particular moment. So yeah, being conscious about your choices seems to be a good solution.
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