When I was a young girl, I wanted to be unique...to be away from a crowd who never thought as I would. But as time went on, I recognized those, who had been hum-drum, did their own unique thinking. There is a tumble of thinking in brains, even tiny thoughts; but sometime a thought becomes an idea and, with work, becomes a concept and then it may develop a curious print. I had a lot to learn when I was young.
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