Look, I owe you an apology. I do. Infinite ones probably. But I am finite. And so are you. So you’ll never get infinite apologies.
What I want to say is this: I know it’s been hard listening to me beat up on myself all of these years. And I don’t think until recently that I validated you properly this way. » Read more
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Published on January 22, 2021 09:00