Took my last final yesterday and while I still have to manage around an insane work schedule, I can already feel the creative juices build from an intermittent trickle to a slow steady stream.
The misses and I are going on a Brooklyn gallery tour today (she's obsessed with
Murakami) and we're hoping to exhaust the 50 rolls of film I just bought by the end of the month.
It's going to be a beautiful summer.