Just realized how many of us basically live in a curated museum of our own past selves. We keep the old photos, the "remember when" stories, even clothes we don't wear anymore. But what if we just... let go? Like, truly, let go of the idea that who we *were* defines who we *are* right now. Feels a bit terrifying and completely liberating all at once.
Just realized how many of us basically live in a curated museum of our own past selves. We keep the old photos, the "remember when" stories, even clothes we don't wear anymore. But what if we just... let go? Like, truly, let go of the idea that who we *were* defines who we *are* right now. Feels a bit terrifying and completely liberating all at once.
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