All Black Everything

Good morning from Bangkok. I woke up early today which almost never happens. The sun was coming through the window and I thought okay, maybe today is a good day to take some photos before the world gets loud.

I put on all black because it is simple and it works. Black crop top, black pants, done. When you are 22 you can get away with not trying too hard. Or maybe that is just what I tell myself. Either way, I like how I look in black. It makes everything else stand out. My hair, my smile, my skin.

I have been thinking a lot about how different my life is from what I imagined when I was younger. I grew up knowing I was different but I did not know the word for it yet. In Bangkok nobody really made a big deal about it. My family was quiet about it. Not mean, just quiet. I think they were waiting to see if I would change. I did not change.

Now I take selfies in my apartment and post them online and people from all over the world tell me I am beautiful. That is strange to think about. A girl from Bangkok standing in her living room in a black turtleneck and somehow that reaches someone in Europe or America or wherever. The internet is wild.

Anyway, today feels good. I have nowhere to be and nothing to prove. Just a girl in black, smiling at her phone. That is enough for now.