I’m an outdoorsy guy but the city has its pros. I met Qusai (man reading) he is from Saudi Arabia and lives in Seattle while going to school. We sat and talked and shared food. Meeting interesting people is so much easier in the city than in the woods 😅. Don’t get me wrong, “alone time” is great for personal growth. But as humans we yearn for connection. “Happiness is only real when shared”
Chicago pigeons wondering why tf I’m taking photos of them
Verse XLI from tagore’s “The Gardener” sums up trying to find love in the twenties - I long to use the most precious words I have for you
but I dare not – fearing I should not be paid with like value
That is why I give you hard names and boast of my callous strength
I hurt you, for fear you should never know any pain.
Interested in fashion? Why not study, make connections and start a career in one of the fashion capitals of the world? 🌍 come along to our fairs (link in bio) to find out more ☺️
New life goal: become incredibly talented at crafting pecan pies. Oh and find the world’s greatest cuppa earl grey tea.
Had so much fun at the Color Factory.
說第二張是壞學生帶好學生翹課的概念XDDD 第三張是玩球但反被球砸得滿臉的NG畫面，怎麼這麼傻 (｡ŏ_ŏ)
You get lost in the things you love 🤞🏼
I am having so much fun on my E-scooter that I recently got! Just another casual Saturday in the park! #from_moscow
I like how many long walks you can take here under canopies of green trees.
a whole alley dedicated to book carts of one dollar to five dollar books!! I also found a retro-y pink book to add to my collection about LA architecture and it was the best dollar I’ve spent this trip.
found this page of illustrations and it nicely sums up the city life
Learned that what looks like a house is often a bunch of apartment units inside. Boston houses always have pretty plants out front. And that there’s these little underground flats like this one that seem like a little sweet escape into another world.
got a spot in front of a little window and watched people strolling along. So far I’ve learned that every kid in Boston has a scooter, streetwear is not a thing here, and every house has plants and flowers in a box.
T for timothy, trains, and tea (always earl grey)
I’ve always hated the color yellow. But my third grade teacher loved the color yellow so much that she decked the whole classroom out in it. While that only grew the aversion, today when I opened up the window and saw the yellow house next door and the yellow little leaves below, it made me really like it.
Dhobi Ghat 2: Water like dust// Analogue love// Shot on Mamiya C330 // 80mm f2.8// t-max 400(expired)//