Others think its like this:
Here’s my current view:
Life is a series of stages. Each stage has a beginning, but it seems that every stage ends where it started – like a circle. That’s how I currently feel about Costa Rica. My time is at its end but I feel like I’m coming back to the beginning. It’s like I never left home and yet I’ve come back a different person. I have to return to regular life and try to hang on to the new things I've discovered and learned. It's hard to hold on to the new when the old is so comfortable, so easy.
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.
1 comment:
Tristinn your diagram of life is so perfect!! So perfect. I wish I'd thought of that myself :)
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