protection;

                                         –via

"when i was a girl, my life was music that was always getting louder.
everything moved me. a dog following a stranger. that made me feel so much. a calendar that showed the wrong month. i could have cried over it. i did. where the smoke from a chimney ended. how an overturned bottle rested at the edge of a table.
i spent my life learning to feel less.
every day i felt less.
is that growing old? or is it something worse?
you cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness."

                                                     -jonathan safran foer, “everything is illuminated”.

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