Wednesday, July 28, 2010

no. 7

















A love of detail can go either way. Sometimes it makes you attuned to little things other people never notice. Sometimes it makes you crazy over little things other people never notice. Case in point: that red wire basket of bug spray on the guest book table at my wedding. Even if I destroyed every picture of it in existence, I'll still know it was there that day. I tell myself, "You didn't notice it that day because you were so happy!" but the thing is, if I had noticed it, it would have been off that table so fast your head would spin. Ugh, just look at it, polluting everything around it with its ugliness!

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