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Being preoccupied is a regrettable habit of mine. It is something I fall into in my weaker moments.

But I also realize it is a defense mechanism. I retreat into my inner world. It is a refuge from failure, judgment, dismissal – hurt, generally, from people. Ideas are safe.

So is contempt. And jadedness. Things not to cultivate.

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