this has been the worst day in a very, very long time.
so let's focus on the good things:
+ my many, many beautiful and wonderful and genius friends. i am so lucky.
+ the Blue Ridge Parkway, and lying on a giant rock singing joanna newsom to myself under eric's blanket
+ seeing a UFO at Becon Heights
+ getting over being sick and hocking up really impressive junk
+ these pictures from last night before the apocalypse. colby took them:
this one may have been after, actually. i don't know
me and kristen. she is more than anyone could ask for in a friend.
+ finally feeling enough to cry, i guess
+
this photographer that erin showed me:
+ being reminded of helena kvarnstrom:
+ two-hearted ale and cigarettes
+ the boy at Tin Can letting me have those things even though i was $5 short
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