todayyyyyyy

my photo class ended. i actually slept enough last night for the first time this whole week so it was so much more fun. we printed photos. my teacher was like, where did you find mountains in new york city?, because i barely bothered to do any of the assignments and instead brought my own stuff from my own time to print. i had stuff from the italian alps, the madrid airport, new zealand, babysitting babies in my apartment, my apartment period from a long time ago. those pictures from new zealand really stood out for me. it was lots of dirt, and beautiful people, and clams. Also, sky. These are all things i love.

then i went to norwood, a beautiful exclusive club on west 14th st. it is membership only. I asked the man at the door, what is the application like? He had white hair, was wearing a shirt with a scarf, and was very handsome. He said, It's very involved, and then gave me a card. I asked, when you say it's involved, what do you mean? He said again, oh, it's very involved.

then afterwards, before my feelings got too hurt, he came up to me while I was examining a bulletin board. He asked my name, introduced himself, and shook my hand. I thought, this is what it's like to be a member of an exclusive club, and i liked it.