"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.” -Anais Nin
i hope that there is a time in my life to do this. travel with friends, have fun, yet still be mature, and write down our adventures and stories and not feel that it is tiresome or annoying. be with people who you really love, go to amazing places you have dreamed about, and shop for exotic antiques or the newest styles. and to just be able to love life in the moment and live.