Y'all have heard about the 6-word memoir, right? (Thanks to Sarah for helping me find where it started).
I've thought of a couple, but the one that sums mine up best is:
Sad kid now has happy kids.
Other contenders:
Got married, got Ph.D., got kids.
Afraid I'll never move fast again.
Sucky childhood, great adulthood, all good.
Sometimes when I can't sleep, I try to think of more. It always knocks me out, like a good meme should. G'night.
Saturday, March 29, 2008
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1 comments:
I'm so glad you did this! I chickened out of tagging you directly because I figured you had better things to do this weekend. Lucky for me you had a spot of free time!
I think all psych majors had icky childhoods. You're one of the insightful/determined/constructive ones who turned it around. Kudos!
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