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"Real friendship or love is not manufactured or achieved by an act of will or intention. Friendship is always an act of recognition. This metaphor of friendship can be grounded in the clay nature of the human body. When you find a person you love, an act of recognition brings you together. It is as if a million years of silence of nature broke, your lover's clay and your clay lay side by side. Then in the turning of the seasons, your one clay lay divided and separated. 

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I don’t imagine my princesses in the same way others do, either kissing their husband and in marital perfection or the cynical version where they are drunk in the kitchen, living out their happily ever after in a haze of poor decisions. No, I think Cinderella becomes a fashion designer, stops smoking and takes back her name; ends up making money and being a spokesperson for abuse victims. Right now if Ella was alive she’d be laughing over a pumpkin-spice latte; her empire is the most body-inclusive in fashion
 
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I don't know why life works out as it does. I have tremendous Faith and I think that helps but how we navigate the ups and downs is a purely personal journey. I think I've had a mid-life crisis; I think I'm coming out of it; everything looks very different.

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"You burn out and die when choices are made in haste and for reasons of comfort. You ruin your life by choosing the wrong people to sleep in your soul.
 
Why is there this incessant need for relationships to settle? And perfection? What fucking even is that? Why do we get so worked up with the idea of first becoming somebody's something rather than somebodies? 
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Huffy's Post is a happy place, it's light, laughter and a smidge of madness.

It wasn't always as such. Happiness is such a funny 'thing' - a curious dichotomy between work, faith and a touch of hope.

Just this morning, having done a menial task of taking out rubbish, I found myself smiling; it felt just like a little wink to the faith, hope and hard work in between.

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