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297I feel lucky that I’m still able to sleep in my childhood bedroom when I go visit my parents. At first it feels like I’ve been around the block and everything about it seems small. But then I get overwhelmed by a sense of belonging and closeness.


291Sometimes I watch with a mix of horror and sour resentment how some of us display such an admirable opinion of ourselves in social media platforms. What are we trying to say? Is boasting our idea of inspiring? Is this an instinctual behavior?