weird week.

seattle/tacoma, wa - march 24th -25th.

It's been a strange week thus far, and it's only tuesday. I've done a lot of things. Everything from train hopping to hitch hiking to filming the first scene of a film I'm making to fist fights to many other things. I now find myself sitting here with a piece of half-devoured pink chocolate cake, numb legs, a mouth full of yawns, friends and their crisis' on instant messenger, and a broken record player that just won't spin my Lee Andrews and the Hearts record. All the while, missing a girl that's not my girl. Lord knows, she's no ones. I have a lot of explaining to do I guess, so I'll just let the pictures do the talking. I couldn't muster another word being as that I'm pushing my 34th hour of no sleep.

i had this.

it became this.

now i have this.

cake face.

"Oh wind, if Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?" - P.B. Shelley.

My Winter has been here for a long, long time. For too long, I'd say. Favorably or unfavorably, Spring is nowhere to be seen.

good morning. xo.