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night light.

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spring showers bring beautiful flowers.

[photo eighty-seven]

[photo eighty-six]

[photo eighty-five]

[photo eighty-four]

i didn't mean for this to be my thursday photo, but as it was the only photo i took, it must be.

[photo eighty-three]

[photo eighty-two]

[photo eighty-one]

[photo eighty]

[photo seventy-nine]

[photo seventy-eight]

[photo seventy-seven]

[photo seventy-six]

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[photo seventy]

[photo sixty-nine]

love. love. love.

[photo sixty-eight]

looking up at the start of the day...

[photo sixty-seven]

i needed to find something beautiful in my day after the monday i had.
it's really sad that i work in such a place where people are so miserable, where all people look for is to cut you down and make you as sad as them.
i will not be taken.
i will not let me day go without finding beautiful in something.
today.
it was union square and the nice warm, almost spring weather.
it was the second iced chai latte of the new warmer season to come.
it was walking between those tall new york city buildings falling in love even more with this place i live in.
it was seeing the empire state building in the sunlight with the bright blue sky background.
it was new supplies for staples.
it was the creative, inspiring, unique, different, amazing people that i wonder the streets with, the ones i'll never know but move me in such a way i cannot even begin to thank them.
it was finding this window.
i will find beautiful, even if someone tries to keep it from me.

[photo sixty-six]

[photo sixty-five]

maybe the most boring photo. but it's a photo all the same.

[photo sixty-four]

night out in the city.

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rainy morning. smith and 9th, brooklyn.

[photo sixty-one]

flowers always make colds a little less miserable.

[photo sixty]

kind of looks like a face.