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I wish my childhood was filled with more love in its explicit form, not buried beneath good intentions and high expectations.
The true win, though, was that I could turn off my brain by reading.
There are only two times when my brain quiets down. Two times when the questions stop, the ideas pause, and my mind is blissfully silent. One is when the music is loud and all-consuming. The second is when I’m reading.
A life without color isn’t a life at all.
I hate being late; the panic sends me into a tailspin. But also, mornings are my kryptonite.

