Okay, okay, okay. No more night time shots.

I didn’t post process this one either. It is insane how the color splits off in the top left and right of this. I took it from my window, through the screen. Nothing particularly special about this photo but you can see the hill and the townhomes up there. They shoved five motherfuckers inside each of those. I can only imagine what living there was like. Probably loud and stressful.

I really like this photo. It’s pretty grainy because I set the ISO way too high, but I think at this scale you can’t see it. I took it on 2015-09-21 off of the balcony of my first apartment. I took a lot of photos off of there because this hill across the street was really tall and when it got foggy or snowy it looked really cool.

I think we got pretty lucky with where our apartment was, it was on the second floor (there were 3 floors) and ours overlooked the main street. I hated the management, though - we weren’t really even allowed to use our balconies for anything interesting besides maybe a chair or ashtray. No plants or bikes allowed. I only lived there for two years before I moved on to my next apartment, which was an even weirder place.

2016/06/06

I guess I like nighttime shots a lot. I didn’t mess around with the color on this one in post like I did on the last photo. What you see is what you get, baby! Once again the ISO is too high, so once again it looks grainy. Since it’s downscaled to Tumblr sizes, you probably won’t notice it.

I used to live in the dorms next to this parking lot, but I didn’t live there when I took this photo. This dorm was quite the hike from main campus - you’d have to take over 200 crumbling log steps (I counted) to the top. I’d walk up and down that path every single day. There were multiple sightings of wildcats in the area during my year there, so that was always a fun thing to worry about during the late night hikes back from the library.

The parking lot itself was about 100 yards to the left of the top of those stairs. There was also a designated smoking area where I would smoke cigarettes and have lots of super important thoughts. Along the sides of the parking lot was a heavily wooded area, where students of decades past had bushwhacked “unofficial” trails and clearings. Those were the spots of real freedom at my university, away from the prying noses of the campus police - truly, a paradise for the distinguishing university student. Of course, none of that is in the photo. This is just a stupid street lamp over an empty parking lot in the summer.

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