It's 12:30 a.m. on a Friday night, I haven't been home since 7:45 a.m., I'm covered in paint, and I'm completely fine with it.
I miss being messy. Doing something physical. Making art.
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Small moments can be easily overlooked. Grand phenomena disregarded without being fully understood. So here I am, reflecting, wondering, rambling, hopefully amusing, and unwinding to the world.
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- Community Icons
- Festivals: A space for another culture
- A Day
- Stalking the Church Lady
- Two Feet Planted
- Covered in Paint
- And the moral of the story is...
- Snapshots of thoughts
- Flickers of Fall
- Profundities
- petty need
- A soft panic
- In the Twilight Hours
- Random Bits on Femininity
- On Rationality, a.k.a. "knees need to evolve"
- In someone else's words
- Architectural symbology
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