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...and time becomes a forgotten detail.

Mary E. Pearson

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Mary E. Pearson
Age: 69
Born: 1955
Born: August 14
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I still cry on waking. I'm not sure why. I feel nothing. Nothing I can name, anyway. It's like breathing - something that happens over which I have no control. (6)
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A single gentle rain makes the grass many shades greener. So our prospects brighten . . .
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I wonder at the weight of a Sparrow.
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But I am more than a name. More than they tell me
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Multiple closets for different needs. Overkill.
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My timing is off. But I had to get it out. Some things you have to tell, no matter how stupid they may sound. Some things you can't save for later. There might not be a later.
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On a small planet, where minute follows minute, day follows day, year follows year, where tradition marches on with a deafening, orderly beat -sometimes the order is disturbed by a dreamer, an artist, a scribbler - sometimes the beat is changed one person at a time.
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Are the details of our lives who we are, or is it owning those details that makes the difference?
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It's other people who make us wise, and I haven't known nearly enough.
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When your life has had few events to occupy it, it's amazing how a simple encounter can seem like an entire three-act play.
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One small changed family doesn't calculate into a world that has been spinning for a billion years. But one small change makes the world spin differently in a billion ways for one family.
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Boredom reigns on all levels. The rain is a welcome change. I have seen the pond swell and the creek surge. I press my palm against the glass, imagining the drops on my skin, imagining where they started out, where they will go, feeling them like a river, rushing, combining, becoming something greater than how they started out.
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Picture yourself five years from now. Where do you want to be? Remember that. Every day. That's how you'll get there.
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I used to be someone.
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Which weakness shall I tell her? “I walk funny,” I say, and she’s satisfied with that. (inside joke)
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... Change doesn't happen overnight-it's molded by people who don't give up
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There are all kinds of friends you make in life... But there's something different about someone who spreads their wings with you.
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He believes me. But that is nothing new. He always did because I was a rule follower. I played by the rules he understood. But there are new rules now, ones he doesn't know yet. He'll learn. Just as I'm learning.
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I don't want five hundred billion neural chips. I want guts.
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