View from the train station: I've never seen it as a place so peaceful, so painfully beautiful.
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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.
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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October
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- What Better Way to Celebrate?
- look out!
- jackie o.
- Ghost Pump
- Pumpkin Week, Continued
- nothing to shake a stick at.
- grey days.
- Pumpkin Week
- Fort Tyron Park
- Hope Fruit, Tribeca
- Day End
- new routine = new route
- Soho Sky
- new horizon.
- Bergen St., Brooklyn
- Breakfast
- Catsitting
- Dogjamas
- Images From an Ashram
- the fruits and veg of my labor.
- Saturday, 7:14 a.m.
- a visual ode to hydrangea.
- later days.
- it's so hard...
- prickly.
- el toro.
- In a Row
- ole!
- i heart ny.
- turt mcgirt.
- make like a tree and leave.
- Bridgeport, Conn.
- taters.
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1 comment:
i think this is the first time i've seen "beautiful" and "bridgeport" in the same sentence.
but for good reason.
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