We are all guilty of being Nine Perfect Strangers at some point in our lives. The many stories of life, it 's trials and tribulations. The many paths, or branches we take from the ground up.....The mound of leaves full of ego's, portrayals, emotions, merely left in the dirt to rot...that's just a clear representative of what makes us human.....we have the miscalculation & misinterpretation, missed opportunities of the furore we cause then we miss them as they float off blowing amongst the ever changing winds of life.....but we rise, talk,share,heal.....live your best life, smile everyday......common sense prevails. Live it each day like your last. Know your own worth. Imagination. 🖤🕳️