On my way home from visiting Anaïs, after my early-morning chemistry final, sick with a chest cold, slightly damp from a thunderstorm, wearing shoes two sizes too large, I stopped to smell the flowers.  I’m that dedicated.  Or stupid.

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You can find a few more in my new macro album in the gallery.