Ben the Tourist

Want to delete my tumblr but then I won't be able to follow hairesy anymore. Life is hard.

Got drunk texted for the first time in a long time. Vaguely wondering if they sent it to the wrong contact.

I'm watching this incense burn and the smoke curl away. The way the smoke drifts is always a wholly unique pattern. The pattern is the effect. The cause is the wind drifting in ever so slightly from outside. The wind is the effect of everything that is interacting in the world. Butterfly wings to tornadoes. In the incensed smoke, I see a mirror of the universe

The frog was a prince, the prince was a brick, the brick was an egg, the egg was a bird.

When did life get so interesting?

Any followers in the San Francisco area?  Going out there for a week, feel free to hit me up!

Lol failed at doing a photo a day thing on the first day

Just saw someone tag their dead stepfather in a post on Facebook.  Something about that freaks me the fuck out.

How did a Sharpie end up in my fridge?

Let other people take control

I am a lifestyle.