Butterfly post card
When I was in college, I had pink (and blue, and purple, and red) hair. My nose was pierced, I had 9 earrings, and my shirts were probably too short and my pants too baggy. It was with great amazement that during a trip for a school conference, I found out my classmates thought I was a pot head or a modern version of a flower child.
Butterfly watercolor card- in between
It is only when faced with these conflicting and insane ideas of me, that I wad confronted with the knowledge of how much I might judge people solely on their book covers. I am not looking at their essence, the true nature of what's important to them, and not even on the reality that we are multifaceted and complex beings.
It might be so easy to make assumptions on a person based only on what I see... but I've been warned: the pages between the covers hide a much more wonderful tale of smiles, tears, and enchantment than we are willing to read.