If I could do just one near perfect thing I'd be happy.

Last week seemed like I could do no right... Turds amassed everywhere I turned. My texts were misinterpreted, I gave myself whiplash from acting like a nut at a concert, I had a migraine that incapacitated me for a full day, I slacked at work, I lost my glasses, I locked myself out of my house right before a date, I missed most of my lil cousin's bounce party. I didn't even go out Friday night for fear I sneeze in the wrong direction. I may need to slow down a bit... This week is lookin' a lil better, well at least I found my glasses–so I can see.
Photo by: Irving Penn

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