Makeup

Okay, my new makeup is pretty rad.  I just want to play makeup all day. And I am really digging the big old gray streak in my bangs. Makes me want to grow my bangs out and see where the gray streak leads.

I feel very vain today and instead of posting a stream of selfies I combined a few.

My face has changed, but I do not mind being thirty.  I want to live a long long time. I was thinking today that people my age lament about how much time has passed since their youthful days of partying and adventure.  I am okay that time has passed. I know it may pass overwhelmingly quickly.  Everything is much more temporary than it used to seem. There are many things I dislike about the passage of time. Just when I seem to be getting to know and enjoy someone they either die or the relationship ends. That has been the hardest to accept, that even good things are temporary. My face is temporary, and so is yours. I will love yours always.