So spent from the day, my fingers feel like they're bout to burst. my back is as sore as can be, and my feet, oh my feet, the roughness. just looking at them, they're desperate of some soakage in some hot water and epsom salt. I don't know how I managed to type up this post. I could fall asleep on the keyboard but I'm not going to. eyes. are. shutting.
My heart's overcome with joy from the day that it's outweighing all the pain and deliriousness. I spent it with some amazing ladies. Took part in an awesome styled mock wedding collective shoot at Sebastopol's Hop Monk Tavern. The staff were super sweet. One of the bartenders was an EMT and took initiative to bandage up my finger from my exacto knife mishap. beer was delicious. The tavern had a laid back feel-good-vibe like no other. Everything from this day manifested so well.
It was a long day to say the least, and I could write more about how great it felt to be a part of this collective of some talented women in the industry, but I'd rather soak in the feelgoodness. calling it a night. I'll write more tomorrow, I promise.
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