You can barely see the cross shaped ash on my forehead. It's Ash Wednesday today. And as I try to become a good Catholic again, I went to the nearby church to get "ashed." It's weird walking around Manhattan with this dirt on my forehead. I'm sure not everyone know why we have this. I'm glad I took the time to get it. I think it is very humbling and it clearly reminds us of our mortality. Ashes to ashes. Dust to Dust.
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