The devils in the details. I am not one for many details. I like bold statements. I don’t cross my t’s or dot my i’s very well. I don’t do paperwork. I hate proofreading. Must people call this “unorganised” but i like to use the term “organic”.
But there is also a lot of beauty in the details. Like the little dots of yellow on this coat.
A button. A simple gold ring. Sometimes the details are way better than the outfit.
Sometimes you have to look a little closer at things. Instead of a swooping blanket view of everything. The devil may be in the details but so is the meaning.