A line I have used and reused, perhaps in its vagueness it has a universal quality. Things turn over, if you compare yourself to a self in the past, you are comparing yourself to a different person. Yet, traces of self remain. We share qualities with these former selves and bring them (drag them, kicking and screaming sometimes) forward, or sideways, diagonally, however it serves us to move on from where we were to where we are. Past becoming present, or it is more accurate to say present becoming past? Are we making the future, or moving into it? Realizing it?
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