#184-A young me
Yep, it’s a gazing fish with an open mouth. And it reminds me of those teenage years long ago when I used to gawk at girls with the same look. I hope my mouth wasn’t as obviously open, but I don’t remember. Regardless, I’m pretty sure the hungry, desperate look in my eyes spoke with more clarity than words ever could.
I like getting old, looking back and laughing at the past. Makes me feel young and happy.