|three drawings, passed around the table by: karie jane, miles, and myself|
when you wake up in the morning and look in the mirror, sometimes it's hard to figure out who the hell is staring back at you. sometimes, it's an old friend, and sometimes, it's nobody you know, a foreigner, someone you haven't met yet. sometimes, it catches you off guard. but still, every day brings new opportunities to get to know that person better.