charmingwall

these pieces are going to be for sale at charmingwall gallery's "tiny art show". its located at 191 west 4th street. the opening is this saturday from 6-8pm. you should come. xoxo

i really should be sleeping because my alarm is set for tomorrow morning at 6:29. and i know that once i put down my computer and turn on some music its going to be at least another 30 minutes before i fall asleep. which means if i did that right now (which obviously i'm not going to) i'll be getting around 6.25 hours of sleep. which, at one point in my life, could have been considered a lot but no longer can considering i can never get out of bed these days. the one things i'm really excited for about waking up tomorrow at 6:29 is seeing how light the sky will be since its been two whole weeks since i've been awake on a saturday that early and two weeks ago i was amazed that the sky i was used to seeing black was instead twilight blue. crepuscular blue, as someone once told me. tomorrow the blue might be paler still and then, sometime, in the next few months, it will be white. i like how in the morning our eyes see the sky as white even though we know its blue. maybe its just in comparison to black. any lightness can look white in comparison to black. or something.

its going to be spring soon.

weekend at our nation's capital

and my stomach didn't hurt once.

new york new york

sometimes i wonder if i the only time i can be by myself without feeling lonely is when i'm living somewhere where i don't know anyone. even today, while taking a two hour walk to a store that ended up being closed, i was on the phone or accompanied by cat power. while wandering around i bought some dried fruit from a silver-haired man in a middle eastern shop that was pilled with boxes of pistachio and honey sweets, cans of tuna, and huge class jars full of gluten-free snacks. my new goal is to find solace in new york while i can still call it home. i need to feel like my reasons for wanting so badly to leave are there regardless of the fact that this city is really quite spectacular. on my walk home i really wanted tea and started to keep my eyes out for a coffee shop when i saw a bodega and decided to get it from there instead. while craving tea in hoboken when i was there the other week, and having a hard time finding a place to get it, i was realizing that its actually not the most normal thing to be able to get a hot cup of tea or coffee from the same place that you can get your beer (or ginger ale) and $3 cheese sandwich. it's really a beautiful thing. i got a large.