reflections

Some time ago, I came across this quote:

Art and love are the same thing: It’s the process of seeing yourself in things that aren’t you.

It must have been months ago, but I remember reading that quote and thinking about how true it was. And for some reason I didn’t think to write it down or make a note of it anywhere, but it’s just stuck with me, and it resurfaces in my thoughts now and then.

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