112. MINE ...

112.

Mine was, from childhood, growth in an atmosphere of music

and books and artists, always constructing, creating, writing,

drawing, inventing plays, acting in them, writing a diary,

living in created dreams as inside a cocoon, dreams born of

reading, always reading, growing, disciplining myself to learn,

to study, skirting abysses and dangers with incredible innocence,

the body always sensitive but in flight from ugliness.

{Anaïs Nin, Diary Vol One 1931-34}