
"Parents are really, really worried about their kids being ordinary." There’s a line in a poem by Czeslow Milosz that’s always stuck with me: “Love means to learn to look at yourself/ The way one looks at distant things/ For you are only one thing among many.” The key to happiness, the poem suggests, is to understand that you’re not that special—so that you can better relate to the world around you. I love that idea, since I’ve never felt particularly exceptional. After all, I grew up with the name Sarah.
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https://qz.com/978760/popular-baby-names-the-psychology-of-growing-up-with-an-extremely-common-name/?source=Snapzu
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