I’m sitting in Satellite attempting to do work but a blind date just sat down next to me and I can’t resist conversation between strangers.
Also, there are two hanging flower baskets in the median outside the window I’m sitting next to that are apparently watered from some automatic source because they just began leaking water on the sandy ground below them, creating localized showers and otherwise looking quite absurd.
Wahhhh I miss my home
orgulloso
Oh hello, my beautiful homeland.
si se llaman farolitos o luminarias, dicen lo mismo:
feliz navidad a todos.
Sandia Mountains Close Up by ScottMarla on Flickr.
love love love love being home
I love my city. Read about it in the New York Times.
Oh p.s. my dad’s band plays at Ezra’s Place. Nbd. Check ‘em out sometime.
from afar I miss my sparkling city and your sparkling smile
I am missing you my sparkling christmas tree lights-city (and all of you sparkling people in it.)
(Source: 4theloveofshinythings)
I love my home.
