I’m stubborn and I like to think. Really, by “think” I mean dramatically over-analyze every detail of a situation until it’s suddenly so big that it’s distractingly problematic. I worry about a lot of things. I worry about what problems I could have, what people might think of me, how I’m gonna do on a test, how I’ll possibly survive college, what I’ll do when I get older, what I ate for breakfast last week, what I said on November 23, 2011, what I’m gonna blog about, how I haven’t written a proper post since March or so… Little things that I really shouldn’t be thinking about...
Read MoreAnd I find that to be a really big deal. All compliments should be directed to her. I didn’t do anything aside from capturing a moment. All the beauty in the photos is strictly due to her. She did all the hard work. 🙂 Thanks, Mom.
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