I have this strange way of looking at my life, where I attempt to find a rhythm, an order or a classification for everything. From the people in my life, to my workload, to my memories. Recently I’ve crossing the streams, so to speak. Trying to find a way to connect completely different classifications.
A teacher of mine once told me that every one of her students represented a different star in her night sky. As new ones came into focus, others faded. There were certain stars in the sky that shone brighter than others, though if you got away from the light pollution of the city, you could see the galaxy in all of it’s splendor.
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