Thursday, April 8, 2010

Happiness Is...


I should really stop being surprised at my friend Lee's ability to have either the exact same shit as me, or something I used to have, or wanted to have before I saw he had it, or now that I have seen it, definitely want it.
I was at his house the other day and almost had a heart-attack when I saw the sheets I had as a kid on his bed. It kinda choked me up a little bit.
(check out his blog for some good old fashioned image inspirations. none of the filler.)

Happiness is one thing to one person, and another thing to another person.
Happiness is being one of the gang.