"We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations."

Anaïs Nin





Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Back to Tuesday !!!

Time is really flying away...Today a friend gave me a great address on the net...if you want to make small texts in a funny way...for instance, this text would give this :
the address is HERE, just click...you may read more on Sarah's blog...and see her last virtual collages...

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