The Philosopher’s diary. Part 1
More and more often I think people are very similar to the plants.
We are born from seed. Our parents support us and “fertilize the soil” for us.
Then we grow in life and meet people who, in one way or another, affect our growth. Mentally, emotionally, physically and socially. Differently. Every person we met changes us. Someone will support, someone crush, someone using us and rises, and yet we can outgrow someone.
We blooms and withers. We withers and get reborn. We are drawn to the light.
And sows our own seeds …