The St. James
Life is crazycrazycrazy lately. Getting home after 6:30 from school (I do live a half hour away, to be fair), is simply insane & just another day after the last, before the next, blended one into another by headaches and sleep deprivation. Forget balancing sleep, family, sanity & a social life. They just seem to fall between the cracks lately.
Do those words even make sense?
So we take advantage of every moment. These were taken at a dinner with friends last weekend in the back of a steakhouse.
Who needs fancy sets & brightly lit runways?
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song of the day: “Dogs Days Are Over” by Florence and the Machine
White Noise
As a result of my inability to use an electronic device or piece of machinery for any period of time & not in some way damage it (aside from my camera so far, thanks be), my mother has sentenced my sister and I to weekly trips to the laundromat as opposed to allowing us to do our own laudry with the machines we have conveniently located in the basement.
Every time I go there, though, the quiet & stillness makes me antsy, & a possibly allergy to detergent makes me itchy, so this week i brought my camera. Instead of going crazy, i threw thumper around my neck & snapped these frames. hope they’re not too terribly mind-numbing.
still-framed joy 