There’s this bridge in Wichita, KS overlooking a highway and it has a footbridge. i’m obsessed with footbridges.

[narrowcolumn foo="bar" side="left"]If you have to ask why i see urban/civilized landscapes in black and white, you and i are probably never going to be friends. If you see these things in color, you need to squint more and probably should probably should meet a homeless person who lives on the North Side of Pittsburgh named Aaron.[/narrowcolumn]

[narrowcolumn foo="bar" side="right"]i only have one more paper—6 pages—to complete this semester’s transformation into only a memory. One paper—yet here i sit. it doesn’t help that as of 24 hours ago i’m in white Pennsylvania, my right foot hopelessly curled on top of my left one, as if to say, “if we both freeze, i’ll go first,” and blissfully unproductive.[/narrowcolumn]

This is my the-semester-is-over-and-i'm-still-alive celebratory drink.