I’ve been having a lot of fun digging through old family photos taken somewhere around Christmastime, because I find that the pictures that encapsulate me best are the ones taken in my purest form; as a child.
In this one you can find me sitting cross-legged, sporting a haircut that looks suspiciously close to my male family members’, picking my nose with two fingers rather than one (efficiency is key), and staring dead into the camera. I can only hope that this same kind of unabashed confidence and authenticity may translate effectively into my writing here.
I hope you enjoy.
Ellie's Brain 