Dang. I felt the need to re-read Joan Didion's essay, "On Self-Esteem," from her non-fiction work, Slouching Towards Bethlehem. I couldn't find the book where it should have been. Then I remembered. I lent it to Special Guy. My fault. Never lend books. Unless you really don't care if you'll ever see them again. Ah well. I guess I'll just have to go and buy another copy. So brilliant. It was pretty instrumental in propelling me out of the seven-and-a-half year stretch with my Ex. If you haven't read it, you need to. Trust me on that one.

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