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One 'o' clock, and all's well.
...or at least almost one 'o' clock.
I am always intrigued to observe and experience how families interact, facinated by the conflict in my mind between understanding the universality of the family unit and seeing the individuality of how these units actually function. How easy it is to assume that all the world is like one's own (to the point that when one is unavoidably confronted with a difference, be it ever so small, one can conclude that these others are not of one's own kind).
...or at least almost one 'o' clock.
I am always intrigued to observe and experience how families interact, facinated by the conflict in my mind between understanding the universality of the family unit and seeing the individuality of how these units actually function. How easy it is to assume that all the world is like one's own (to the point that when one is unavoidably confronted with a difference, be it ever so small, one can conclude that these others are not of one's own kind).