they got a ranch they call numba fifty one

I adore the imperfections of blurry photos. You don't truly know the details of the photo's subject. It evokes a lot of mystery.

Tomorrow I go to the six floor library downtown to study, then to a few vintage record stores. It's little things like that that make me extremely jovial. Plus there's a huge organic food market next door. They sell the most orgasmic brownies I've ever tasted.