"I'm a kid checking mail, a kid on his cell with his questions: are we in love, Life, are we exclusive, are we forever?"

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Walking on the land or digging in the fine soil I am intensely aware that time quivers slightly, changes occurring in imperceptible and minute ways, accumulating so subtly that they seem not to exist. Yet the tiny shifts in everything--cell replication, the rain of dust motes, lengthening hair, wind-pushed rocks--press inexorably on and on.

— Annie Proulx