oh insomnia, so we meet again

the romantic benefits of insomnia: watching the sunrise every morning while burritoing in soft blankets, deliriously coming up with ridiculous assignment ideas for my art students, finally having time to sort through phone photos. the unromantic downsides of insomnia: falling asleep unexpectedly during video calls and movie nights, an unhealthy overconsumption of shitty media, the fatigued feeling of an infinitely deep black hole in the center of my chest. how are you doing?

here's a camera roll dump for my memories and for your viewing pleasure.

to grow the bangs or not to grow the bangs. my baby hairs are telling’ me noooo~ but my hat — my hat is telling me yes. please pause to admire (ie acknowledge) the fact that i just carel smashed together a hamlet and r kelly reference. bow

my favorite little spot of sun during the month of july was along this trail in griffith park. it reminded me of the singing hills in the emperor's new groove.

"go sit by the beach," i thought one morning. "it will make you feel better." fast forward 3 hours to when my car broke down on the 405 freeway in the middle of 90 degree heat.

a work in progress of something i'm unsure of.

i made a large batch of homemade tortillas. every single one was eaten fresh off the pan with healthy slathering of butter and sprinkle of sea salt.

precarious overhead camera set up solutions (would not recommend)

saturday morning cartoons are once again a thing in my life.

these sweet sunflowers lasted a very short 5 days and i was particularly sensitive on the day i said goodbye to them.

my favorite hand to hold.

one last stroll through my westlake neighborhood on the last day of july, when i turned in my keys. i'll miss the unruly gardens, the uneven sidewalks, and the jingles of the ice cream truck rolling through at 4pm every day.