"As you get older, the little tiny hairs get too tired to climb all the way up to the top of your head and they start to settle along the way. On your face, in your ears, in your nose...you know."

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Though I am different from you,
We were born involved in one another.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.