this city cracks me up. everyone's doing their best to make things better for their people, i guess.
my parents come to visit today! i need to clean my room, and do the dishes. i'm excited to eat in restaurants. i hope they don't notice the modelos in the fridge.
honk, honk, honk. the sunset was beautiful tonight! i've been thinking about the feeling of a crisp november late afternoon, and how it's felt the same my entire life. a lightness of step and a cold nose. the feeling of leaving school on a thursday afternoon, with only an hour or two of light left. it makes me think of the view of the mountains on my walk home from middle school, and waiting for people to arrive on friday nights. a little bit of evening sky, 3000 miles away from where i spent my growing up, makes me feel 13 again. how is that possible?