all week i’ve been working in a shop called paseo and that’s why i haven’t posted illustrations. also why i haven’t been to the bank or cooked any food.
tonight my sister is flying in from chicago. i am so excited that it’s difficult for me to stay on my stool and in this shop. in the meantime i am reading the history of love and wondering if people find the bags under my eyes endearing or pitiful. bags of glory because i was up until 3 dancing and the night before up until 2 swaying to music and the night before up until 2 playing euchre.