ON THE WAY: LAX

I was gonna tell you a story, but something does not compute in my brain. I feel like I'm going to say more than I want to. I'll be back with the story to this picture when my mind is clear. 

But, the best thing about this collage is the picture in the middle. I remember getting to my apartment, when I finally got my charger, and looking at this picture... and feeling like I ate cement. It's uncomfortably sad... Adam's face is the best. He's doing that all too familiar manly-hold-back-your-emotions look, even though Adam is not one to be emotionally stunted. My mom has that proud sentimentality that you get at graduations and weddings, Lily looks like she's constipated but depressed in that Goth-y way, and those people behind them totally ruin the moment. I wish someone had taken a photo of my face on the plane, first after realizing I left my laptop charger at home and second after the plane took off and I was crying, as well as being laughed at by the British couple across the aisle. A-holes.