what a lovely ending to that little tale!
spent all afternoon at grey, until the mood lighting became impossibly dim, & the crowd became better & better dressed. its been a wonderful week. sunshine, breakfasts, cafe septieme, bentons, coming home to tim on my couch ready for staying in, keeping cozy, park adventures, samus & the prime time posi, lunches on pike, reading excessively, things are slowing down at work & were getting shipments of spring clothing in day by day.
eternal return
emily ann pothast
until march 11th @ grey
im cutting my hours down at work. i need to caaalm down. i need to huddle into cafes hunched over my macbear letting works leak out of my fingertips for hours on end. i need to scavenge for moment that would fit within a frame on a roll of film. i need to leave the hill every so often, see some more shows, wake up for more brunches. i need to work out in more than just a tiny mirrored cube with machines. i need to longboard, snowboard, get lost. i need sunrises. i need to read books in cal anderson park, not in the shoe room at snocon. i need to live. & not just for the nights.
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