853am. Halfway through the week, lads and ladies.   Hold on.  There’s another week after this one, where am I rushing to? Today is great! Sure, there’s concerts and photo shoots in the future, and even further in the future there’s looooong trips in a plane (what, exactly does one do in a plane for 10 hours? should I learn to knit? If I made you a sweater, would you wear it?), but today I get to have breakfast with the rest of the Wetshirts! My friend’s surgery went well! The sun’s out! I still have my feet! THE FUTURE DOES NOT EXIST! ALL WE HAVE IS RIGHT NOW! I slept weird, last night. AND SO, if Wednesday is not merely the middle of a series of endless rows on a calendar, if today is a fine day in and of itself where the simple pleasures are close and readily available, then this shot of Morgan is for you.  View high resolution

853am. Halfway through the week, lads and ladies.  

Hold on.  There’s another week after this one, where am I rushing to? Today is great! Sure, there’s concerts and photo shoots in the future, and even further in the future there’s looooong trips in a plane (what, exactly does one do in a plane for 10 hours? should I learn to knit? If I made you a sweater, would you wear it?), but today I get to have breakfast with the rest of the Wetshirts! My friend’s surgery went well! The sun’s out! I still have my feet!

THE FUTURE DOES NOT EXIST! ALL WE HAVE IS RIGHT NOW!

I slept weird, last night.

AND SO, if Wednesday is not merely the middle of a series of endless rows on a calendar, if today is a fine day in and of itself where the simple pleasures are close and readily available, then this shot of Morgan is for you. 

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