Branch out, stretch and grow. But don’t forget where your roots are. They’re heavy at first, those roots, holding you back, weighing you down when you’re thin and wispy, when you just want to soar. One day, though, that same heavy will seem security, anchor, bedrock, your wisp thickened and hard, your soar stunted and scared. So branch out, yes, stretch and grow. But don’t forget where your roots are.
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Branching Out
