A few years back, I penned "Fitting In For Sardines" at a turning point where I stopped trying to match stride with my peers. They were all about politics, 401Ks, while I was enchanted by the whispers of butterfly wings as they gave me a flyby.
I spent (and wasted!) too many years pretending to share their interests.
Don't get me wrong, I don't resent th…
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