forever young...

I know the light affected how I looked in the photos before this one. Sometimes in the morning I look at myself in the mirror and think, not so bad for someone turning 81 next month, then I wander downstairs and see myself in the broad daylight in the mirrors down there and scream.

the world should only allow pale pink lightbulbs.

 

these have not been an easy two years for any of us.

I really shouldn't complain.

 

but I do.

Done