I’m in the process of going through all of my childhood stuff prior to moving across the country. My school stuff was already boxed up, so mostly I had to sort the contents of my desk into keep/trash piles. The keep pile ended up consisting mainly of notebooks and a stack of postcards/letters.
Anyway, I found a folder of photos from high school when I did a little bit of old-school photography with film and chemicals and all that. Here is a typewriter.
A quick sketch demonstrating the fact that I got a tablet. It’s weirdly cartoon-y but I’m still figuring out how this stuff works.
Lightbulb full of squares.
Unrelated: I had a lot of my hair cut off. There is something very satisfying about getting your hair hacked off.







