“We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension and not another…unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We 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 (via JulesOfNature)
… I like Anais Nin..! She was another author that I remember from my childhood..!