The year started at a sprint. My belongings were moved from my familiar apartment in Vermont, to the new, unfamiliar Brooklyn loft. A small room that overlooks the city, I will cozy it and make it mine in time.
Just after midnight I journeyed from Brooklyn to the airport to use my small bit of free time before internship to shoot a film for some people back on Vancouver Island, my first ever paid job. So, here I am. I got to spend my birthday with my sister and friend on the olympic peninsula and now I am soaking in this wonderful excuse to see all my lovely Victorian friends again, and to see all the moss and grey.