Just look at us. Just take a look at us. Counting numbers like modern day Pythagoras .Placing such importance on those symbols, like they matter more than our emotions. Look at us. Did you know this would come of us, when you were 5 years old, holding your stuffed floppy toy? Hello, 5-year-old me. When you grow up, this toy, you're so tightly cradling in your little arms will be forgotten. You will be consumed with the opinions of the people, you'd never meet in person. You will fantasize about life you'll be shown to on this thing called "the internet", and you will live your life chasing various tomorrows- with no toy to hold, just your obsessive love for numbers. You're 5 now, you care about feeling good, you like to eat whenever you feel like it, you like getting things you see in your reach, and being around people you love, you learn so passionately, knowledge feels powerful, your random newly discovered talents amuse you and others, you experiment, you run wild and free. When you grow up, you won't do such things any more; you'll choose somebody else's pattern of behavior. You would want to blend in but stand out only in acceptable ways. You'll stop questioning the truth sopassionately. Good luck, 5-year-old me. Enjoy that present moment, you're so into. Maybe I need to be more like you. I love you -- k- Photo @ryanmichaelkelly ( sharing a piece of my diary . it's dark and moody but today - why not!)#blackandwhite#metaphor#askwhy #blackandwhitephotography#belly#tummy#bodypositive #selflove#thoughts#bodyconfience#sarcasm#portraitphotography#art#artistsoninstagram#moody
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