Today I have been told no less than three times, with fervor and by strangers, that I have beautiful eyes.

11:39 pm. I'm sitting here, thinking about the concept of time. Hours, minutes, seconds. I wish I could stop it. Maybe not stop it, just slow it down significantly. Or I wish there were more hours in the day. Or I wish I didn't have to spend so many of those precious hours working. I want to enjoy all my hours, not hope for them to pass by quicker ( Read more... )

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Note to self: you do not enjoy sushi from No.1 Kitchen
Note to others: you won't enjoy sushi from No.1 Kitchen

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found some old polaroids. felt sentimental. smiled big. scanned.

( in days of old when nights were bold )

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so my scanner is working again

and after three months i think it's about time

( peter pan! )

Well, there it went ( Read more... )

Today I am feeling good. Really good. Surprisingly good ( Read more... )