The other day I composed my plea to the allocator of everything good in the world. Because my need to attend Sasquatch this year is a force I simply cannot control. I gotta go. SRSLY. This appeal led to a little jaunt down memory lane, which brings me to the pictures below.
Behold, 2009. The event that rocked my quasi-adult world.
Rothbury.
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| this is what it looked like. |
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| my friend dom and me mid-dance party. consequently, i'm wearing this shirt today. at work. |
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| magical wood to frolic in? obviously. |
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| artsy sun set shot? yes, everyone gets to be an artist at this festival. even me. |
SIGH. Summer, I know you're coming at fast as you can, but please, please hurry.
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