That's my niece, little Marissa. I'm thinking of her rather than focusing on the Sociology of Deviance. Oh well, I'm sure I'll be fine in this class regardless. Out in the world there are little pieces of ourselves leading lives of their own. I bet she's growing like a weed out in the desert. I hope to be a good aunt to this little one. It seems to be an interesting mix of waiting and watching time fly. She'll be big before I know it, in the same sense that I left for college as my parents scratched their heads in confusion. Yet, it's hard for me to imagine something so small growing and facing the world.
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