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  • There is a corner in my bathroom I hate. Odd, I know, to hate a
    corner. But I do. I am particular about my spaces. I am particular
    about everything.

    This corner and I have locked horns on many occasions. You see, it is
    where an unruly bunch of cords must live, and I hate cords .
    Spatially, I am a minimalist. I like clean lines, adore open space,
    need organization. Cords seem to embody every possible antithetical
    quality to my minimalist preferences. They refuse to stay clean, have
    a tenacious commitment to becoming twisted and curled and entangled.
    The very nature of the cord is an affront to my delicate aesthetic
    sensibilities. And here I have, in my bathroom, a corner where they
    run wild, refuse to be tamed. Every time I go to the bathroom, they
    mock me, those cords do. They taunt me from their corner with their
    ugly, rebellious nature. And I despair.

    Until today.

    Today, I was taking pictures of ordinary things in new ways. I wanted
    to give myself new eyes for things I see all the time. When I got to
    the fated corner, I captured it in a high contrast still. When I
    looked at the photo, I was struck by the beauty of this uncontrolled
    space, and now when I see those haphazard cords, they do not mock me.
    Instead they remind me that beauty can be found everywhere, even in
    what you think you hate.
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