260/366
legs are so heavy
each step is like pulling foot
out of a mud bog
261/366
the dissertation
is officially started
let the fun begin
262/366
summer, you fooled me
thought you were drifting away
but you’re hanging on
263/366
“holy shit!” —from a
car’s open window as it
crosses a speed bump
264/366
my new favorite thing:
home fries and fried eggs baked in
a cast-iron pan
265/366
scanning is hella
boring but later will be
appreciated
266/366
first day of autumn
on cue, the sun disappears
a cloud curtain drops