the gradual acceptance of beauty

or can it be called that?

i may meet someone i think is ugly or, to put it politely, not good looking, but to a someone who has known the ugly person for a while, they could be the most beautiful human in the world.


i guess it’s based on getting to know people. you’ve been with them so long you actually judge their looks on the basis of their personality. their traits actually take on a physical appearance.


and it works the other way as well. How many times have you thought a guy or a girl was good looking until you got talking and got to know them better?






yeah. that’s what i thought.

almost

how can a day that was almost kissing distance from perfection, end with such a bitter taste in the mouth?

like a soap opera. not even as bad as one. but just about there.
not a perfect day. but it came close.
not even a bad day. but it threatened to become one.


but could this day have been better than it was? despite all this anger and frustration at the end of it.


yes. it could’ve. but not by much. not by much at all.



like i said. kissing distance.







almost.