with increasing boldness

The world you see undulates with many parallel troughs–a million mental alleys.  Every new day, you throw your marbles out of your mind and let your feet and arms and shoulders follow, and soon some marbles nestle loudly into the grooves and run along with authority and precision, directed by you, with increasing boldness.

Each marble is a whole little round version of you.  Like the suns.

In the groove.

– One Day I Will Write About This Place by Binyavanga Wainaina

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