Growth feels increasingly relevant as the seasons change and the years pass on. At 23 years old, I feel so distant from my childhood form yet not far enough. Finishing college and entering adulthood has been a shift that I couldn’t have imagined. I abandoned a lifestyle I’d
I am amazed at the way my body can open or close a door with little thought or effort. That my brain, without “my” intervention, can calculate the angle my elbow should extend to reach the handle. How it can send a signal to my muscles to determine the right
I have been having a hard time piecing together memories of my childhood. I'm only 33, but pulling out memories like this feels like trying to will out the last goopy stuff in the corner of a dirty sink, with a big metal spoon.
