These were taken atop the Los Angeles State Historic Park one day. I had gone down Broadway Boulevard to document some of the stuff I’d done for the Eco-Interns project. It was the second time I’d gone there alone for that purpose, and each time felt just as weird without the companionship of the previous interns with whom I used to work alongside at Chiparaki. T^T
Oh nostalgia, poison of the present.
On a side note, my hair is now so long as to reach the small of my back. It’s incredible how fast it has sprouted since 2011, when it was a mere shoulder-length! I even had it trimmed when I went back to Singapore for a little bit last year. Somehow I can’t help but wonder if the reason I require so much sleep is so as to support its growth. I have to thank Junji Ito for fueling that particular bit of paranoia.