Face to Face with My Younger Self

Ten years ago, when my wife and I were doing the long distance relationship thing (she in America, me in the UK, waiting for my visa to be issued) I sent her a cushion with my face on it, so she could sleep next to me at night. How romantic, right?

Well, this cushion now taunts me on a daily basis, with my younger self staring me in the face every time I see it on the sofa…


Why does my cushion face look so pink? Why does my own face look orange? What the hell is going on? At least I have better glasses now.

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