Do you ever have those days when your faith in human kind seems to drop down to zero? This seems to happen to me when I least expect it, and often from a person that I would never dream would be so deceptive. Gullible old me, I suppose.
Above is an edited photo and quote. I love Sylvia Plath, perhaps I should not be reading her right now. Anyway, I thought of starting a page, either on Facebook or Pinterest with these edited photos and quotes that I often play around with. Do you have any ideas on what I could call it?