The other day, my friend Chiara and I were talking about having how important details really are. I've tended to view my own close attention to detail as more of a curse than anything--staying up until one or two in the morning to finish a project, retaking a photo until it's perfect, changing my whole outfit because clearly this bag will not work with those shoes, etc. But Chiara had a more refreshing view--while focusing on the most minute information might seem excessive, sometimes remembering the name of an acquaintance whom you've only met once or noticing a stone pattern on a pair of sunglasses can make a person or an average day feel special.
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