i just like sitting on the floor.

nine dollars spent at the thrift store got me a pretty, yellow camera bag,
got adam a fancy milk bottle (used strictly for pouring over cereal to feel swanky),
and got us five new records.
you do the math!

for some reason,
when i'm feeling successful
i like to celebrate on the floor.

it just feels better than a chair. or a bed. or anything, really.

that moment ...
laying on the floor
after tiny successes such as these
with someone you love ...
is wonderful.

oh,
and for your information...
that aloha record up there? the hawaiian one?
prime material.

xo.