Circles are...weird. And as perfect as they are, they are probably one of the most relatable shapes around. Me? Of all people? "Palling around" with geometry? I kid you not. Why is it that many things in life seem to come full circle? Why is it that many things in our imperfect realm of existence follow the smooth curve of a perfectly round circle, no matter how rocky the path may be? I could try to come up with an example, but I think that it would take away from the true individual application of "the circle" to each of our own lives. So I'll leave you at that with something to think about.
BISOU
Fréd
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