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Lonely

One is the lonliest number. It is cotton stripping season here and I feel sorry for this little guy. Been there before. In middle school when we had to do diferent sports, I would "generously" allow all the others to be picked first...I'm a giver I guess.

We outgrow many of our insecurities, and eventually get picked first in other things...hopefully things that really matter. Looking back...I'm okay with never being picked first, or being left behind. It is what has shaped the man that I am today...and I'm good with that.

But this little guy....so sad.

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