"There once was a Mole who lived with his grandmother. Grandmother Mole loved her Mole very dearly except when he shouted. One day he started shouting, and he shouted and shouted and wouldn't stop." Lore Segal Why Mole Shouted and other Stories
Love to draw, swim, be with people, play capoeira, read, be alone, be not alone, look, smell, all stimulating thought seeking more stimulus, calm.
When a child, I wanted to be a farmer. In ninth grade I took an aptitude test and they thought that my ambition to be a farmer was not consistent with my gifts. I'm not so sure, as I love to be outside and feel the light and sun and breathe the air. The time drawing is time in nature focused.
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