"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
“Milk Thistle” - Conor Oberst
I’ll be rooting for you Like my favorite team if somebody sweats you you just point em out to me.
And I’m not pretending that it’s all OK Just let me have my coffee before you take away the day