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      <title>Shine Bright!</title>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 18 Jun 2011 22:46:49 +0000</pubDate>
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&lt;p&gt;New parents, new lovers, newly converted, people discovering a great new ashram, sport, hobby, or any other infatuation. We all share a common stigma. Most people want us to just shut up already. There is something about falling in love that puts a shine so bright on us that makes some people just want to turn us off.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;What kind of trips me out about this phenomenon is that it is socially accepted that shining too brightly is annoying (at best). Like new parents who just can&amp;rsquo;t stop talking about their beautiful perfect babies are somehow rubbing the rest of our noses in it. I was that guy (okay, I&amp;rsquo;m always that guy). I couldn&amp;rsquo;t stop talking about my kids. Even now, I have to remind myself mid-emote, that the general contractor of our new headquarters really doesn&amp;rsquo;t care, he was just being polite.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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