Of Beaches, Coffee Mugs, and Thankfulness

Today I woke up and didn't know what day it was. Thursday? Friday? Mom can my friend come spend the night tonight? Oh wait wrong day, never mind mom.

Because I've been in a different time zone for the past 5 weeks.
And before that life was crazy.

So since my last blog post, in May, I have had so much to be thankful for.


That's because opening an art gallery is hard, but not impossible, if you have friends who can help you paint display boards at 12:30 at night.

And because sleeping on boxes, a photography background board, and a mattress pad is uncomfy, but going to bed at 1am and waking up at 7 with friends from a completely different state is worth it.

Because shooting a wedding, shopping at WalMart at midnight, losing pictures, and being called at 2am and being told in an ecstatic voice that they've been found, is lovely.

Because having friends with whom you can sit on a couch and drink coffee in silence, who will drive you places, who owl in San Francisco, who make you toast for breakfast, and who will stay up until 3 in the morning packing with you, is beautiful.

I had a crazy summer in California, and I'm so thankful for all of the friends I got to see, both old and new. I'm thankful for our spontaneous trips to Starbucks, for jam parties on the beach, and for being able to see the love that they have for each other. I love you guys, and I'll be back soon.