The Blue Book


Given that my previous expired passport was filled up with stamps as reminder to never forget my two amazing trips for Hajj, my new passport book feels very empty.  The better part of it is that the horrible picture of when I was ten can be now left as a moment of the past, and I’m grateful that my current picture isn’t a regret. No, I’m not vain.  The new passport is also very fancy. I never would’ve thought they would re-vamp it.  Makes me feel special, and rightfully so, cuz I am special!

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