The Beauty of Scars

A couple weeks ago I ripped a favorite pair of pants. I tripped over, what I’m pretty sure was nothing (I consider this a skill set), and tumbled weirdly to the ground, ripping not only my pants, but scrapping up my knee as well. The knee was painful, but it was the rip in the pants that really upset me. They aren’t anything special. I got them probably 10-15 years ago on the clearance rack at Old Navy for $8. But they fit me perfectly, they were the perfect shade of faded pinkish red and I connected with them immediately. It was a moment of pure shopping satisfaction. So, yeah, when I looked down and saw the rip, I was really bummed. I knew I’d get home and patch up my knee, but I als

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