Tuesday, February 17, 2009

anais

"we do not grow absolutely chronologically. we grow sometimes in one dimension and not 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!" - anais nin

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