On a touchscreen.

i’m trying to go to sleep, but i’m still coming down from the mad men finale.

when a show can snap the strings and send ideas crashing through the glass ceiling, that’s the show for me.

often, i like to take a moment or two on my morning train commute, close my eyes, and just think about everything that makes me cry. then, i think about how grateful i am that i have such investment in people and ideas.

sounds a bit silly, i suppose.

but love is an immeasurable idea.

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