Scarf – street stand; Top&Tights – F21; Dress – Ruche; Shoes – Payless.
 For more on this dress please reference this post.

As my birthday nears *oh dear Lord, I’m getting old!* I find myself thinking back to high school.  Don’t ask me why because I have no idea, but that’s what’s on my mind these days.  I think it might be because as teenagers we feel like we’ll be young and full of potential and capability forever.  Or it might be because I had such a clear and vivid picture of what my life would be like when I reached the age I’m reaching.  But either way I find myself being nostalgic and retrospective.

I think back to the girl I was.  I felt so out of place, so awkward, so nerdy, and so un-cool.  I don’t know if that’s the truth, but that’s how I remember it.  If you look through the yearbook you might find a picture of someone who was…what? Bold?  Daring?  Confident? What did others think?  I wonder how they remember it.   It’s interesting how our memories differ based on our perspectives.  Over the years, I’ve run into friends and people I knew back then and realized that what they remember is different from what I remember.  So I wonder who the keeper of truth is?  Is there an absolute truth out there or is it all malleable based on our thoughts? Is it like time: based on your position and speed in relation to the universe?

Quote of Today:
“Stop stepping on the broccoli.”