Whatever the starer saw in me, she was definitely dedicated to seeing it. My intuition was telling me not to lash out at her for being rude. I got the sense that she was a special person with a gift of a certain kind of sight that only those people have. Or she was like a cat. I could be flattered or offended by a cat doing what cats do. Or neither. I am especially proud that I chose to reside in my blue aura of love.. Understanding this lady who stares..
Anyone can teach you about love... but I can make you good at it!
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