Dafo1701 - SpaceOnTheOutskirtsOfTime

Ray Bradbury's stories have always felt like home to my soul.

“Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem almost to be born that way. They bruise easier, tire faster, cry quicker, remember longer and, as I say, get sadder younger than anyone else in the world. I know, for I’m one of them.”

— Ray Bradbury (b. 22 August 1920)

Sometimes your mother tongue isn't always a home,sometimes your childhood place isn't always your wish. Sometimes home resides somewhere far,outside these barriers,of time,age, and languages. And it's okay.

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