Inside, we are ageless.

eggs + mayo for breakfast, favourite crockery, sleeping cat, cutting forsythia branches to enjoy indoors, putting the bizarre iron thing i’ve rescued from the dumpster to work as a plant stand (it’s perfect) and filling up the flower baskets in front of the house with bright yellow and purplish-blue violas.

Inside, we are ageless and when we talk to ourselves, it’s the same age of the person we were talking to when we were little. It’s the body that is changing around that ageless centre.— David Lynch

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