Things grow differently when they’re damaged, showing us how to occupy strange new ground to bloom red instead of green. We can be found, brighter than before.
“I was gripped by a sudden awareness of how terribly alone I was. My father was one of the few anchors I had to myself. When I didn’t know who I was at a given moment I could think of him and count the years back to the start. When I didn’t know who I was I could at least think of him and say, I am his.”
― Acts of Desperation
― Acts of Desperation
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