so we’ve been friends for about a year and a half now.
we get along really well, always have fun together
and he’s got the dopest personality.
we’ve basically established that we’re just friends, great buddies.
he’s producing tracks for this upcoming artist
who was performing last night at webster hall.
so he invited me along,
and we both got super drunk,
i never thought of him in *this* way until now.
i have no idea what he’s thinking or what will happen next,
but last night, the L train ended at lorimer and i ended up floating ten blocks back home,
with his songs playing in my headphones,
with a dopey smile on my face.
when jimmy and i broke up,
i lost my photo adventure partner in crime
and consequently have been very uninspired to take much photos.
but ever since i got henri,
i’ve been meeting so many wonderful dogs and taking tons of doggie pictures.
now seriously considering being a pet photographer.
a pug named simon i met at my neighborhood dog run
and of course, henri
who has his own blog
not because i’ve become some fanatic who’s obsessed with their dog,
but because my family and friends keep asking for pictures,
so i figured it’s easier than sending mass emails every other day.
currently listening to:
the line that gets me, “somewhere maybe someday, maybe somewhere far away.”