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“amber, archers, cinnamon, horses and birds”

Albert Marquet, Vue de Céret, Le Castellas, 1940 I’ve never been someone who’s particularly good at believing in things before I see them. As a little kid, I remember finding it impossible to comprehend why anyone would get married—who would want to share a house with someone when the alternative was living alone and doing whatever you wanted all the time? Then I hit puberty and I was like, oh. Similarly I could not understand the appeal of mindfulness for the longest time. It seemed to do nothing other than make you annoyingly smug and less productive. I literally couldn’t conceive of…

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