i realize now that there are many things that i miss and i'm never going to get them back. growing up sucks.

The coast is a pale grey and sometimes a gull's wings brush against the surface of the sand. The tide comes and goes and the sun is rising, but mist sits low around the beach and it is cool. An old man walks slowly along the beach. His back is bent, and his eyes, which were once brown have faded with time, leaving a blue that resembles only the ( Read more... )

thanks for all the memories

i cant believe i ever doubted it, i cant believe im leaving.

winter quarter complete.

preface This Update Is Stream Of Conscience ( Read more... )

eye know eye love you better

sure would have been nice to have been able to go snowboarding this year.

is this working?

art has imitated life for so long we forgot how wonderful it would be if it were the other way around.