The pearls also make my skin look older, as the pearls look younger than me. I don't look dewy anymore. I am not sure when I lost that youthful, radiant skin, but I can tell it has been gone for a while when I see my skin next to the pearls.
This blog is about the little and big thoughts that pop into my head. I once read that when Flannery O'Connor walked into a bookstore, she would want to edit her published works with a red pen. In the digital world, we have the luxury of tweaking things up after we've hit the publish button. I can be a perfectionist/procrastinator, where waiting for the ideal means little gets done. Here I will share what is not--and likely will never be--perfect.
Saturday, November 22, 2014
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