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reading other people's profound blogs always makes me feel all literary, but this is all i got. or i could talk about how my bedroom exploded with clothes after i returned home from california and they're in piles (not even color-coordinated - i should do that) all over the place; how i'm on this organic detox diet which allows that i eat whatever i want as long as it's not dairy, wheat- or gluten-based, filled with preservatives, or yummy; how i always kind of feel like running away, even if i like where i am.

here's another picture i took of willow street out my window.



my new plan is italy. this summer, italy, or else.