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Self Possession

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  • Aug 15, 2017
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August 13, 2017

Yesterday while walking up the hill from St Albans station quietly resenting everyone walking down the hill, I passed a boy of about eight. He was flinging his arms about. As we passed each other, I heard him say, ‘I’m still ridiculously angry.’ This was meant for his father who was walking several paces behind, fiddling with a mobile phone, looking disengaged.

 
 
 

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