I know what my IQ is — and I don’t care
Danna Colman

I don’t care either.

Can you put gas in your car?

Can you cook?

Can you read?

Can you support yourself?

Can you recognize when a child is happy?

Do you find pleasure in watching the sunrise or hear the crashing of waves on the shore?

These, and so many other characters traits are far more practical and endearing than a number.

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