When you find people who not only tolerate your quirks, but celebrate them with cries of “Me, too!” be sure to cherish them. Those weirdos are your tribe.”
Tribe, clan, village, family, friends – all words I’ve used to describe the people who I love and support in their dreams and who love and support me. I couldn’t do what I do without you. Welcome to the family.
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