Every seven days we record our thoughts and personal growth.
But what if I’m choosing a poor metric for myself and my life? What else could be true that I’m not considering?
The air hums from the wing beats of this enormous starling flock flowing through the cold. They seem so fucking real.
In the last few years, the relationship between my formative years and the present has become more important to me. I’ve been documenting links between early memories and who I am now, so recently I think less about early adulthood, because by then my habits were nearly solidified, and I always considered that period less significant than others.
No one has helped me more in my personal development, and she didn't even try.