Undeniable truths perhaps, but I still have trouble with impermanence and change. There is a control freak living inside of me. As part of my art therapy this summer, I (with a friend) made this lovely little beach pathway out of washed up fragments of some kind of vinyl flooring. We carefully placed each piece to create (im)perfect Wabi-sabi beauty. Then, the tide came in and ruined it all.
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