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Alright, well it’s 12:28 AM at the end of a
long week, and I just watched a movie that has made me feel rant-y and
inspirational speaker-y, so bear with me.
Give me a shot, because more art is on the way, so this post won’t be
all bad. By the way, the movie was Happy
Thank You More Please, only formatted into one word because it was an indie
movie.
I just want to start out with this: you are
an exceptional person. That’s what my
dad always says when he gives me one of his speeches. It just feels really good to hear that, doesn’t
it? You, YOU are an exceptional
person. I’m pretty sure I know pretty
much all the people who read this blog, and if I don’t, one of the five of us
knows you and I bet they think you’re an exceptional person. So let’s just go forward with this
premise. Also, if you only know one of
the five of us and don’t know me but are still reading this, I’m really
impressed. That definitely qualifies you
as an exceptional person.
