as I write this I’m at the airport in San Fran eating a Banh Mi.. tired as fuck... I left Honolulu kind of sad - focusing waaay too much on all the things that aren’t going right at this moment. I scroll through my phone and see this picture... and think of how Caroline had to kinda get the smile out of me when she took the shot. I told her how I actually always hated my smile (I suppose most of us do), but she made me feel better about it. She really took her time with each shot, waiting for the smises to creep on out. and I really appreciated that. It made me want to smile with intention. Point being.. there was some progress made this week. I learned to accept my smile more... that’s fuckin dope if I think about it. It’s more tangible and long lasting than many other things I tell myself I need. What’s something tiny that gave you big feels as of late? 📷 @darkartstutorials