Wednesday, July 3, 2019

7/3/19


I was giving lectures about psychology and going from classroom to classroom at South high school. My remarks were routinely witty. Thing like: we're all striving to be the ideal person. But does that person even exist? And since we can[t attain this, we're either all ideal or all flawed. I remember each remark had some sort of clever punchline to it.

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