I didn't have to decide if I was one thing or another. If I was both and neither. Everything and nothing. It's okay to struggle to find our place in this world and the person who will take us for who and what we are. Sometimes we dress ourselves in layers that get peeled away in the end, to leave us as we should be. Naked.
Postcard by Gerlach & Martin Gerlach Junior, 1911.
skating and accidentally dancing
Photo by Sofia Sanchez and Mauro Mongiello
hurricane sandy editor's letter / new york magazine