Even though they make me nauseous (or maybe that's just when they're indicating price), numbers have been catching my eye recently.
Both are from a trip to Queens this week- and I know the significance of the first set won't be lost on you. The second pair just had a font I really liked.
Random freshman year roommates, who thanks to a bit of creative self-description (nonsmoking, check), ended up living together in tiny spaces for two entire years.
Now, over a decade later, we're on either coast- one in New York City, the other in Seattle- but we still send each other beautiful things to appreciate each day.
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my voicemail code here at work remains the same.
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