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Dear Self, the Milky Way is hurtling through space constantly, which means you’re always moving forward, even if you can’t feel it. Dear Self, when you’re trying really hard and nothing’s changing, remember that even with all the energy of the Sun, it takes light over 8 minutes to reach the Earth;some things just take time. Dear Self, if you lived on the moon, everything would weigh just a sixth of what it does on Earth So when the weight of carrying your shortcomings around makes you shake and hunch over Remember the years you spent in high school forming a backbone that could withstand a hurricane And realize what your mother meant when she told you how strong you are. Georgia Radley, Letter to My Self.
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Mar 16, 2014
Mar 16, 2014 at 2:50 AM UTC
Letter to My self
Dear Self, the Milky Way is hurtling through space constantly, which means you’re always moving forward, even if you can’t feel it. Dear Self, when you’re trying really hard and nothing’s changing, remember that even with all the energy of the Sun, it takes light over 8 minutes to reach the Earth;some things just take time. Dear Self, if you lived on the moon, everything would weigh just a sixth of what it does on Earth So when the weight of carrying your shortcomings around makes you shake and hunch over Remember the years you spent in high school forming a backbone that could withstand a hurricane And realize what your mother meant when she told you how strong you are. Georgia Radley, Letter to My Self.
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Mar 16, 2014
Mar 16, 2014 at 2:50 AM UTC
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