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Sometimes I see children so stunningly pretty that I can’t help thinking: “Young and beautiful. In just a few years from now the world for them will be like an apple fruit hanging off a branch and all they’ll have to do is reach out and pick it. How do you compete with that!?” And all my laboredly build castles of self-control, self-assurance etc self- derivatives that keep my soft inner from scattering collapse in that one accidental glimpse.

Yes, yes, I know-no one said it was going to be easy. It’s just that I don’t see why I should be reminded of it so often. After the first 100 times everyone should get the message.