Recently I recollected an episode from childhood.
When I was little, maybe 4 or 5, I was chewing my nails and my mom and aunt Lu told me that I had to be very careful with his habit since we all have a poisonous nail. We all have one, and it varies from person to person, so it's better not to chew any in case you want to keep on living.
That was the end on my habit. I simply stopped and forgot about the whole thing.
Then another day, something triggered the memory and I was baffled by it.
I went my whole life not thinking about, but somewhere in the depths of my subconscious mind, I had the belief that we all have a poisonous nail. It took me about 35 years to bring that back and re-evaluate the facts.
What else am I carrying around as "true fact", weighing me down along the process?
How many white little lies we just take it in?
Question the world kids. Question yourself, most of all.
Thanks mom. I'll send you the therapy bill.
