انتخاب

My favorite way to describe my life is the way I describe my family. My mother is my best friend, my father is my best friend, my sister is my best friend, my brother is my best friend, and my children are my best friends.

It is all the same inside my head. There is no distance, there is no difference, no difference at all. I am the same; I am the same inside my head. There is no time, there is no space, there is no distance between me and my father. There is no difference at all.

This is something I’ve been thinking about a lot lately. For the longest time I thought of my family as a very real part of my identity. My children are the same and so is my family. My relationship with my mother is the same. My relationship with my father is the same. I felt that my siblings were my siblings. My brothers and sisters were my siblings. My children were my children. My parents were my parents.

This is the first time that I’ve truly been able to see my family. I’m at the top of the list. My parents are my parents, my grandparents are my grandparents, my sisters are my sisters. I have a whole house to myself, but I don’t have to look at them.

I wonder how many of you feel that way, but I guarantee that there is at least one person sitting right outside of your own home trying to convince you that you aren’t your parents. It happens to me all the time. People who are my age, and who live in my house, and who are the same age as me are constantly trying to convince me that I’m not me.

انتخاب is a very natural response to the phenomenon that we are born into. Everyone, regardless of ethnic background, religion, sex, or sexuality, has experienced انتخاب. As a matter of fact, our first encounter with it is probably when we are born. It is also something that is experienced when we are growing up.

The other thing that is interesting is that you are the first person to find out that you are a father and you are not.

It is a new experience for you to find out that you are a father and you are not.

I had never heard of this phenomenon before, but I have heard of it from a few people. For the record, I was born the same day as an alien. And I was not even a little bit surprised when I found out that I was a father in a few days time.

The thing is even though I knew that I was a father (and that I was not the father), I didn’t know that I was a father until after I was born. I did not know that I was a father until my parents told me, but I was okay with that because they were my parents. I do know that the first time I found out that I was a father was on that day when they told me I was a father.