I generally hate photos of me. As I almost always dislike how I look. I was a bit surprised, on that account, to find that I like this photo.
The funny thing is it does two things: it flatters me somewhat, overall. But at the same time it captures – in my eyes (sans glasses!) – how I’ve been of late. Tired and upset.
Shortly after I took this pic – and I took it to see how my new haircut looked – Chester came in from his ramblings. And he proceeded to totally distract and cheer me up. The cute li’l devil!