it's midnight. i have work in the morning. and i'm still writing this. i really don't understand my blogging habits and i'm never sure how i haven't given up not writing about my blogging spontaneity to start most of my 'recent' posts. anyway!
i recently returned from a homecoming in seattle, only to lock away some of my favorite days in my life (although there are many, but they aren't every day). to ensue: more journal-esque photos and erin-ish writing of my five-day seattle summer (i was going to say sappy writing, then would have edited that to broody writing, then darkly humorous writing, then i just went for erin writing. whether or not you agree with any of those adjectives, i guess you'll have to accept the fact that i write my writing.) for the moment, in order to quench both my desire for rebellious late night blogging/test my morning abilities to stay sane, and your itch to know something about erin's modern life: some photos of someone you might call a chum from my chum bucket.
7am. alki beach. good old seattle, washington.
to be continued (with photos of isabelle avec erin)...
call it what you want - foster the people