10 years, and back to the same dress
And somewhere in all of this, my writing muse decided to show up, and the words on all sorts of topics have started to flow from my fingers. Its like I had to come full circle in order to move forward, a returning to my roots in order to sprout and move up, which in some odd way makes sense to me.
Now I can analyze and explain this dress, not just try to comprehend the basics. I'm sure in another 10 years, I'll look back on this attempt and see things that I didn't see this time, its just the way things are.