Wrinkles
When I was a child, I was always fascinated by the water. My mom tells me that even as far back as when I was a baby, that I would stare, transfixed, into the swirling reflective liquid. Occasionally I even reached out my chubby little baby hand to touch the water, swirling it around and making eddies that rippled away to the other end of the bathtub. But, to my child self, the most captivating…