This is something I do, and don't deserve.
I sold one of my photos tonight, upon request, to Lotus, a friend I had in class with me a year back. She bought a print of the photo I took from the Columbia campus (Blue with the buildings in the foreground, the clip in this icon is taken from it.) for a meager dollar, but the gesture is what matters. She even had me sign it with the assertion that I would one day be famous.
I can only have many hearts for this. She's dating my friend Eben at the moment, or her love of Turrell would have me dumbfounded.
Cheers to wonderful evenings procured out of shit.
Cheers, and now to find the pool hall, which should be inhabited by people I began the evening with.
