adventures in film, part II: tulips
I picked these tulips up on my birthday last week and they were doing spectacularly, standing straight in a lovely glass vase, with the petals growing darker and more intense every day. then one night I came home from work to find the petals of all but one of the tulips strewn on the floor. my brother had tried to realign the vase with the coaster it was resting on (with his foot) and ended up knocking the vase over. so sad. the next morning, I was watching Tiny Furniture (stream it on Netflix. it resounded a little too closely with me, a recent college graduate living at home) when the petals from the last tulip burst into the air and audibly fell onto the coffee table. so dramatic.