Maybe we favor simple people
because when we are pulled in,
we are fascinated
by the beauty of
Or vice versa? I recently found this thought in a notebook I kept in my senior year of college. Tucked into other random pages, I found a few film photographs I had taken, half-written letters, classroom notes, and sketches.
“This is my last moment as a college student in a college classroom right now. (heart sketch, heart sketch) Phelps 101”