Sunday, September 23, 2012
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Growing slowly
We do not grow absolutely, chronologically.
We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in
another - unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in
one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and
pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of
layers, cells, constellations.
- Anaïs Nin
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