Your Messages - Theme for Day 7
He worried about: bed-wetting, not being picked for the team, crying, then acne, finding a clitoris, the last of which turned out to be the least of his worries.
My response:
"Tell me your greatest fear."
He spared her no detail.
"Now close your eyes and relax. We'll make that fear your strength. So you can conquer the world, Herr Hitler."
Thigmomorphogenesis
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Squash seedlings in a stiff breeze—gale-force wind would’ve made for a more
dramatic image, but thankfully not. This bending and fluttering of leaves
is ...
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