well, today blew. i literally presented work at 4pm that by 5pm we were informed was no longer in the media plan. lovely. we spent most of the day scrambling to get ideas together. it’s a long story, but it blew.
“What’s the best day you’ve ever spent together?”
“Probably that day on the Ponts des Arts.”
“What’d you do?”
“Just held hands.”
I aspire to such things.
Beholder’s eye.
Night swimming deserves a quiet night.
He who hung the moon.
Oh, hey. (at The Mondial | River West)
