“I don't want you smaller. I want you to
be happy. You're not. Not here with me.
Not home with your mother...
Not alone.Not anywhere.
You're what I was most of my life...
I see it in your eyes. In your sleep.
In your answer to everything. You're
barely alive.
...
You know that great thing, though? Is
that change can be so constant you don't
even feel the difference until there is
one. It can be so slow that you don't
even notice that your life is better or
worse, until it is.
Or it can just blow you away. Make you
something different in an instant.
It happened to me.”
(Life as a House)
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