THINGS CHANGE


funny how these things meant the world to me two years or so ago. i can still remember the fire i had for band and for music then.
MISSION TRIP 2:

she called me jiejie and gave me leaves made out of ice. her hands were freezing and grubby, and her face dirty but her smile radiant. she didn't have enough and yet she welcomed me into her home and offered me warmth and food and what little she could give. her name is rose :)
i made a small photo scrapbook.