But this life is whole, no matter how fragmented it may look.
The inner continuity of our scattered lives
Jonas Ellison
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Whoa. It’s like you reached into my brain and pulled these words out (thanks, by the way, since they seemed to have been stuck in there.)

It’s crazy, isn’t it? To be these married, child-having, home-dwelling “adults” who still feel that we have no freaking idea what we are going to do when we grow up?

Real life is messy. And changing. And scary as f*ck. And I wouldn’t change it for the world.

Thanks for your awesome nudge to keep moving through the uncertainty of it all.

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