Was looking through some older pictures on my twitter. here are some good ones to summarize senior year of high school.

I’ve been having these crazy dreams recently and I had this thought, and I’m going to explain it in terms of Super Mario 64.

What if real life is the castle, and our dreams are the paintings?

And I mean that in terms of gameplay, not plot. Day to day life is the unimportant hubworld, what we’re really here for is our dreams.