Beauty and imperfection are two key aspects of my life. I used to think of them as unrelated, but they are so intertwined I don't know how I didn't notice before. So here's to beauty, and to imperfection, and the beauty of imperfection, and the imperfection of beauty.
Isn’t it funny, though? It does. It does.
Because my thoughts are always of them.
I can’t wait for when thoughts of them disappear from my head.
