on the train back to school.
but going back home tuesday night.
seeing carol made me feel better and made me realize i need to not worry so much about everyone else around me....because that's all i do.
and then i forget about myself...and then i break down.
a cycle i have become very close friends with.
i'm in the free wi-fi car right now.
and there's too many people on it.
i've been looking at ian francis's work and joel-peter witkin's photography.
witkin's is fucked out of his mind and i keep hoping someone will see what i'm looking at and think i'm a psycho...cause that would really amuse me.
when i get home i have to go out and shoot picture....of architecture.
at night.
in the cold.
because abe thought it'd be cool to give us stuff due monday.
gag me with a boring spoon.