Way to Childhood - Heike Thieme - Bog

I think these words. I see a light strop in front of me. On closer inspection, it has the shape of a comet. The brightest end, the head, is childhood and growing up.The core, the densest part, is childhood, the first period in which the most important features of our lives are determined. I try to remember, I try to penetrate this density.I have grown, free from vanity and jewelery, fallen in the mature soul, a servant, so to speak, educated in art. Thanks for this life !