My dad loved to smoke Marlboros. I tried emulating him but never quite liked smoking. My uncle loved wearing high leather boots and I was attracted to them till I realised I couldn't carry them as well as him My another uncle loved to gel his hair and have the Marlon Brandos Godfather look. I tried that but realised it doesn't suit my face. I guess that's the process of growing up. Trying and rejecting and accepting things till we find out style our comfort levels. And owning our choices. That's what probably separates a 20 year old from a 40 year old I guess! 😊
Everyday, there are tiny emotions and brain waves - some real and some imaginary, touch us and help us experience something new. Something that we have not experienced before. Something that made us a little older, a little wiser, a little sadder, a little happier and a little more humane....I am trying to catch these thoughts and brainwaves and sharing with you...for you to live them, through my eyes...