Last week, I went to some new places and some familiar places. My brain sort of imploded from everything my senses were taking in. The colors and smells of fall, the agonizing yet satisfying allure of the lab...New England graveyards. It was pretty awesome.
If you haven't been, go to the Dream House on 275 Church St. It's like being inside a giant womb. I had the best nap there ever. I won't say more than that.
On the highway, coming back from New Hampshire.
So now my days are really "routine-y", minus a distractive outing here and there. Get up, lab, go home. The best thing about going home is knowing that SCHOOL and THE FILM are over for the day and COZY HOME time begins. I turn on the tube, chat with my roommate, and eat and paint and watch Splash or whatever until I pass out. I dig it.