November 29, 2020
My mother has long observed that I “think too much.” A friend once said that I can suck the joy out of any experience. My husband occasionally recalls “vacation Dolly” like she was a carefree stranger we once met far from home. None of them are wrong. No doubt, I am also a friendly, positive person who loves to laugh. It’s just that my default mode is intensity. I’ve always been like this, since I was this kid with the rockin’ hairdo who asked for file cabinets in school colors for her 12th birthday (still have them).
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