Saturday, January 10, 2009

pockets.





















the familiar feeling of times spent in and out of them.

Thursday, January 8, 2009

clean thoughts.


















picking at a dried out clementine
while watching my favourite sweater
spin round and round.
i really don’t want to get old.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

1001001.


“she didn’t text me back”. technology is so odd.
i too text, never thought i would.
just a natural progression I guess.