Today, while I was sitting in a coffee shop trying to be productive and do some writing (my apartment being too distracting a place at the moment), I was sad to see the art on the walls was the very photo project I've had in my mind for a long time but haven't gotten off my ass and done. Right there, on the walls of the cafe, someone beat me to it (and hanging in a place I would consider asking to display my work, nonetheless!). Sigh.
name: sabine location: boston by way of the sicmon islands
a few things you didn't need to know: i'm the kind of girl who walks into a restaurant, kicks off my shoes, sits with my feet up on the chair, and eats salad with my fingers. and i feel perfectly comfortable with this. basically, i'm inappropriate. i'm a renaissance woman. i'm a misanthrope. i'm compulsively honest. i try to live in the moment. and i'd like to think my antics bring joy and laughter to the world. or at least the few people in on the joke.
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