There’s nothing better for the soul than getting together with old friends. They keep you real. They remind you of stupid things you’ve done in the past so that any danger you may have been in of harboring an overinflated ego is gone. Needless to say, my soul is happy and my ego is within the healthy range after the activity of the past few days.
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