Portland winter is the challenge, portland summer is the reward. I forget how much the sun fucking means to me. It’s so weird, to take something for granted like that, to not even know how much you miss it, to have it siphoned away in increments so that you don’t even know what it is that you’re missing, you just ache. And then, SUN! Real physical warmth from our bright friend in the sky! Withering light! To finally see all the colors again! Contrast and shadow!

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Also, I finally mailed your zines on Monday, so you should have them any second, if you haven’t already gotten yours. Sorry I got them out late! I changed the cover, I changed the title, I got shy and changed a bunch of stuff. Thanks so much to everyone who ordered one! Here is what they look like in their final form-

And if you haven’t ordered one yet, you still can! Take it to the beach with you! Get sand all over it! Real physical paper in your three dimensional hands!!!