The 17th of April was my birthday.
I had a lovely little time with people i love. The day had it's ups and downs but isn't that a summarisation of life it self? I did my nails in some of the brightest colours i own, orange, florcent pink and yellow. All these colours are colours i generally hate. When did i come to love them so much? (well at least in nailpolish, they still make my eyes hurt on clothes. Thanks photopobia! )
Isn't it crazy how much we can change even while we're looking? I have this theory that we only come to know change after it happens...
Be Well.
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