Who hasn't at some time in their lives felt like an outsider? In the literal sense, before we're born, for approximately nine months, give or take a few weeks, we've all been insiders. Then, suddenly, we're outsiders, whether we want to be or not. Some say whole lives are spent trying to regain that insider status. Personally, I find being an outsider strangely comforting, literally liberating. With no walls to restrict movement, there is nothing but freedom.
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