going through my things today i stumbled across all the stencils i have made for t- shirts and i had a quote on a piece of paper.
“broken things can be beautiful”
just reading those words, i teared up. it’s difficult to say why. i think it has to do with how i’ve been feeling like a failure. as if i was useless, like a broken thing.
i know at some point i will fix myself, there will always be cracks and i may have lost a few pieces and some substitutions may need to be made. but i will be put back together. to quote a favorite book, “there may be a few wodgy bits” but i will be back to myself, hopefully with lessons learned.