What makes anyone think they are special? How do we keep this fire of "specialness" lit over the course of a lifetime when life hands us many disappointments, disappointments that point to our not-so-unique unspecialness?
It's easy to drift into a zone where all is going right, where our specialness is without question. Those moments, days, months, nay, dare I say years can be exhilarating.
I've been in that zone, during work and play. It's nice. I remember once during a sporting game being in the zone. The ball moved in slow motion. I couldn't miss. My shots were perfect. It's a high I've been chasing ever since.
Our specialness, like the zone, seems to be correlated with a state of mind. Can we will ourselves to being special? Need we connect with the uber special ONE to feel special via osmosis? Or is specialness just another trick for survival, where we are there sometimes, not there other times, and in between we're paying the bills, taking out the trash, and repeating instructions to the kids?
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