onion

2008
brooklyn, ny

there was a time when i actually liked the roommates i lived with before i moved out on my own. i lived with them for over three years and, in the beginning, it was good fun. we made food and ate together and hung out and got stoned or drunk and had laughs. that all soured after a while because i couldn't stand their filthy, hipster ways before long, but it was cool while it lasted. this photo illustrates one of those happier times, when guacamole abounded and we lived in harmony.

i enjoyed how perfectly round and aesthetically pleasing this onion was. it's like the onion of my dreams, if i were ever to have dreams about onions.