Eye for an I

Chapter 12

twelve

I’m smiling, reading her message, and wishing more than anything I could be wherever she is right now. This woman came out of nowhere and has literally turned into my favorite person. How is that even possible?

I type back,

Pour that stiff drink and raise your glass.

Cheers to Sophie, epiphanies, overdue “fuck offs”, new opportunities, and the world waking up to the idea that it needs more of your photos!

I’m proud of you. I know today didn’t turn out the way Past Sophie wanted it to, but maybe it turned out the way Future Sophie needs it to.

I’ll hold your earrings. You go conquer the world.