Constraints as a loved one

I’ve been thinking about this idea that constraints as someone you care about, genuinely. I think I mentioned it but - hey, let's stick with it for a moment. Because here’s the thing -- you don’t want things to be instantly solved for you. If they were instantly solved for me, I would just find the next thing that I want to be solved. So what is really going on? 

Or, how about this? Maybe it is about me growing in height, for my capability to be able to meet the constraints and give it a kiss, so that I can reach my constraints.  My constraints help me grow. If your constraints were expanded for you, I'd never have to reach up on my toes, and that'd be a shame

creating and destroying; flying cars, roc.camera, july.rocks /july /faust

My journal has actually started to seep into the TL - I'm just casting some things verbatim from my journal into here now. Wild.

Software Engineer. Real Madrid. Philosophy.