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week of apr 1st: explore the concept of time in your writing. play with the idea of how we perceive passing time [linear/cyclical/all at once/not at all] and make it weird and surreal, or maybe go more classic & write some fun time travel/time loop fiction. how does time shape us?

writing type: rambling

i've been told before that i look just like my grandma did when she was younger. i knew this because they'd tell me all the time.

but that doesn't change the fact that looking at a paper much older than me, yellowed with age, and seeing my own face - my grandma's face - is a bizarre thing. even more bizarre that across the table, my grandma smiled at me mirthfully.

and i wonder if i'll look just like my grandma when i get to be her age, or if i'll look like my mom instead. we're very alike, her and i. i get my silliness from her. i clean everything when i'm angry just like her.

no two people have ever lived the same life. but looking at my grandma who i'm the spitting image of and my mom who i act just like gives me a sort of comfort. there's somebody who's like me, and they found their place in the world. with time, i will too.