so here i am again. on a plane at 38,000 ft. free wi-fi is still rad.
the sun is setting behind me, and there are soft golden shafts of light dappling the rippled mountains below; their long elegant shadows dipping and swerving into the creases.
as always, the trip feels too short. time never ends up feeling like you think it will feel. i think other than the wonderful friends and new people i met, i'll miss the sir the most.
clean, fresh, beautiful, lovely air of northern california. the long draw into the lungs of the saltwater spray of the pacific ocean, a hint of port of oakland lingering, and the aftertaste of the nearby eucalyptus trees.
parents were rad. shooting a lot of awesome participants for my theis project was rad. the food was fresh and delicious. so many wondrous newly-made memories swimming and swirling inside of me, and so many things waiting for me in nyc upon arrival.
i leave my twenties behind, and head with a full force into the present. i hope that everyone has a hope that their dreams, whether old or new, will find it's place this year.
see you all when i land.
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