Random things that catch my mind's eye... and a few other fun things.
My Life.. My Loves..
“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
I read this for the first time Today. I have long stated the contents of it. We are not one set age, or maturity,. We are everything at once sometimes, and I know I am a sensual sensible woman with a lil girl heart and needs to be loved, cared for and cherished. And there is nothing wrong with this.. or me.
(via dreamsinthyme)
I have been feeling this way a lot lately….
