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Your freckles are the most beautiful stars.
— Lone Quixote
They dance across your cheeks, bridge your nose, and dot your forehead, forming a constellation that shifts with the seasons of your life. In summer, they might shine a little brighter, catching the sun's glow; in winter, they may fade, whispering secrets of the dark, waiting for the sun to return.
They're reminders of days spent under the sky, of laughter in the sunshine, and whispers under the moon. They tell stories of your ancestors, connecting you to the vast web of life that stretches across the night sky. Your freckles, your stars, are a testament to the cosmos's beauty.
They live with you, breathe with you, and move with you. They stand as proof of the universe's complexity and wonder, reflected in you. So, when you look in the mirror and see them, remember, you carry a piece of the grand cosmos that is uniquely yours.
Where I share the latest tidbits about a book I've been writing, a project that's close to my heart. It tells the story of a friendship that spans decades, exploring the lives of two characters deeply connected to each other. This narrative unfolds through intimate written letters, offering a window into their thoughts and experiences.