Photo Friday #25

I like cities because they remind me that something doesn’t have to be perfect in order for it to be beautiful. Nor must it be tidy, pleasant, or uncomplicated. I chose this photo and wrote these words in honor of National Eating Disorder Awareness week, this week. I struggled with disordered eating for five years, a struggle that was fueled by my inner insistence that beauty necessitated perfection. However, the truth is that perfect things may be beautiful, but not all beautiful things are perfect. Beautiful things can be complicated, disorderly, or ugly. Cities are all of these things, and yet still possess their own unique beauty. They are chaotic, pulsing, glittering, concrete emblems that demonstrate perfection is independent of beauty.