hey remember that time?

this is the pig. back in west philly. that was the tile of our bed room. it was pretty horrible. just remembering how bad it was makes me appreciate our how good i have it now.

sometimes it's hard to see what's good now. little reminders like this are good.

i was super down yesterday. nothing in the world could get me out of my funk, except for my bed...

i'm ok today. hey. remember that time?