There wasn’t always this fear of stagnancy plaguing me.
I wasn’t always this sort-of paranoid, overly analytical and emotional version of myself. I was absolutely content, naïve, and cheerfully leading a life of total ignorance.
About Me
- Greta Marie
- There is no mind I would rather unravel than that of the one I should already know.
Why are there trees I never walk under but large and melodious thoughts descend upon me? - Walt Whitman, Song of the Open Road
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