uninspired.

rumbling stomach.

The snow feels really good through my bedroom window.


(I don't mean that in the sense that it's better from inside, because it feels really good to be in it, too. But it is seriously peaceful and pretty from here.)

before now, in new york.

Apparently September and October went mostly undocumented. Everyone (Molly, Krystha, Leanne temporarily) left. I lived in an amazing apartment with the most interesting person I've ever met. I started working (interning) full time for the first time. I didn't write anything. I spent too much on too little and tried - unsuccessfully - to absorb the Spanish language until I felt comfortable speaking to Liset and her friends. I met more incredible people in a two-month span than I have in my life, and I've already lost touch with all of them. I walked a lot, but not enough. I dressed up for Halloween for the first time since I went to All Saints. And then I signed a lease.

There's my documentation in a nutshell.

I'll add the pictures once flickr & my internet connection are amicable.

And then maybe I'll summarize the past month and a half in an equally unexciting paragraph.