Mother, tell me you understand, I can be myself! Mother, I know you think you and I are one. In a sense, we are. I was planted as a seed in your dark dome, and I grew and grew and grew… For nine months, I flourished under your watchful care, knowing nothing but the rhythm of your heart. But I am grown up now, another seed was offered to me. This seed had brought an irresistible desire to explore and understand. A seed as red as aged wine, which I accepted with… Read More