Happy New Year
It seems that since turning 21, every year has held something completely different for me, for better or worse. I expect that to hold true once again; being in the place I'm at now, I'm actually looking forward to it...
Picture a mosaic. Its deep colors and rich images fascinate me. Its meaningful simplicity captivates me. But its timeless beauty is not drawn from these elements alone but more so from the individual broken pieces gracefully grafted together. Apart from one another, a single fragment has no purpose rendering it meaningless. However, together, they transform the mundane into the majestic.
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