I’ve let go of 10,000 things
Since the last time we spoke…
Yesterday.
Including who I am.
So, I don’t know me anymore.
Not since yesterday.
I’ve let go of 10,000 things
Since the last time we spoke…
Yesterday.
Including who I am.
So, I don’t know me anymore.
Not since yesterday.
What does it mean to know? Does having ‘facts’ meet the requirement for knowledge? Or, can you know through your ‘gut’? When someone says that they know you, do they really? Are the things you know simply hand-me-down opinions, gossips, or judgments from someone else? Where did they know it from? Read Full Article