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The Maze Called Human Relations

 Sometimes, I find myself wishing I was in a void. A void with no one but myself. With unlimited, fast WiFi, a fridge that magically produces anything I want to eat, all my devices, an A.C, a comfy bed and a bathtub always filled with fresh water for a bath. 

It's my dream world. Just me, myself and I.

And 

every 

single 

time 

I realize it will never happen. 

Why?

'Cause if wishes were horses, beggars would ride. 

So, I crash back into reality, once again surrounded by people. Don't get me wrong, I am not introverted. However, I just wish I could get some time off humans because MAN! people are exhausting.  

So what do I do to navigate this maze?

I analyze.

In a new environment, don't barge in guns blazing. Even if you do, be strategic about it. Assess the people around you. It is essential you choose the air you want to give off and that will determine the people who gravitate to you. It will also determine if they will give you more headache and make you work harder to maintain the relationship than you ordinarily would have to. 

I hope this was helpful. 


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