ive been depressing myself lately by going thru old pictures of people i wish i was with. thought id share some classics. i want to gather all of my most favorite people from all the corners of the world and bring them to one spot so im not always missing someone no matter where i am.

i love the smoke leaking out of his mouth. i love the way the smoke coils around itself. i love the smoke reentering thru his nostrils. i love the resin on his lips. i love him.

i love that we are in callahan. i love that she is sitting in the smoking tree. i love that this is so typical us. i love that shes wearing the headband she accused me of stealing/losing then she found out a year later her sister stole it. i love her.

ive been 5 years old for the past 16 years

i have the best job. i play all day with these two darling little girls and get paid for it. the only difference between us is that im tall enough to reach the lollipops on top of the fridge and old enough to be left at home alone. other than that we all enjoy watching the pink panther, coloring, blowing bubbles, chalking on the driveway, carebear puzzles, swinging, and jumping on the trampoline. im plotting to take them to colorado with me.

what move am i on now.. 11?

im a nomad.

framingham seems like a lifetime ago.

north carolina is this weird limbo between cincy and colorado.

i just spent 3 days in cincinnati. what a tease.

it was strange, i realized how much i love the grime. i used to hate the grime.

funny how much easier it is to appreciate a place after you leave.

july 4, 2008 was a good day