Fashionably Late

I was afraid it wasn't going to happen.

It's ridiculous, I know.

It had to happen. At SOME point. Right?

It's normal to be scared, though, I think.

These are the kinds of things I worry about.

Things that I have no control of. Things that will work themselves out. Eventually.

But, once again, I should have listened to my Mom: Don't worry, be happy.



I apologize for the less than stellar camera work. My assistant (Claire) was very interested in sucking on the camera.