october was one of the weirdest and most emotionally inconsistent months of life i've ever lived; the subsequent conversations i got to have are ones i'll remember. not pictured: played a lot of golf, wrote a lot of poems, and listened to a lot of dashboard confessional. pictured: people i've come to really care about, moments that matter, and places i keep coming back to. all of it's shaping me!
p.s. point-and-shoot film is teaching me there's something to be said for making the most of what you have. if you've never done it, pick up a disposable! there's often value in grainy memories.