Moments Frozen in Time
"A picture is worth a thousand words," is probably the most generic cliche that I can think of. As much as it made me cringe just to type it out, however, it is true. As I scroll through my snapchat memories, camera rolls, physical photo albums, and miscellaneous pictures I find in my home, each one has a story behind it. One picture in particular that I could tell a thousand different stories about is one of me and my best friend, in Pennsylvania, hanging upside down on the monkey bars at our elementary school in our ballet costumes, tongues stained purple from a snack we had earlier. We used to take dance classes together, every Tuesday we would put on our pink dance tights, ballet slippers, and leotard and skirt. Everything was pink, head to toe. We would ALWAYS match outfits because whatever she wore was the coolest thing ever, so I had to wear it too. This particular Tuesday, it was unusually sunny and warm for April, and our favorite water ice* and ice cream store had ...