I don’t want to be around them (distance make the heart grow fonder), I want my space and clean air and no traffic, but I love people.
Meaning in the Mundane {25}: Damn you, Medium!
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I feel like you just explained me in all my friendships lately. I love people but I need my space. Sometimes a little too often…

Cliques/communities — whatever you want to call them, will be around in every shape and form sadly. You’ve just got to find your clique… which I think for the most part you’ve got a nice little tribe going here ☺

PS… I’m still waiting on that torte cake crepe recipe…