zach mills

Postcards from Praha

Inside you there are two wolves

Losers and lovers in Lisbon and Lucca

Goodbye winter, you were cold amongst other things. These past few months presented an opportunity for reflection, so I sat my ass down and listened.. mostly to podcasts about espionage and cool (deeply nefarious) stuff. Anyways, softball season anyone??

I would like you to put the word out that we are back up 📸: who else but the boy @zeedavid

We’ll get ‘em next year!!! I found out just 4 days ago 2025 has been the Year of the Snake. I personally don’t agree with those animals often. With that being said, I am eagerly awaiting the upcoming 12 Months of Horse. Here’s a favorite photo of 2025. Feat. @lilyjzin 📸: @edi.atlanta .

I have had a lot of trouble navigating social media since my sister left us. What is appropriate? Stupid? Thankfully my sister believed in hashtags and friends and photos that meant something. Idk. But I’m god damn serious about continuing her legacy. Thank you all for your love. #clackandquack

My Sweet Brandi.. I remember the first time in my entire life I felt cool. Rolling through Greenville in Brandi’s pearl white, 1990 BMW 325i as she blasted Aquemini and the Chronic. It was hard for a 5 year old not to feel a little SpottieOttieDopaliscious. Her confidence was contagious and I was inspired. “Aint nothin’ but a G thang babyyy!” I echoed from the back seat in an attempt to impress my dope ass sister. She was proud. She always was. Brandi had no obligation to be the sister she so graciously was to me. Half-siblings, 13 years apart, living in different states, it would have been easy and understandable to say “whatever.” We could have grown up more as distant cousins, seeing each other sparingly, chatting on occasion. I thank the universe every day that wasn’t an option in her book. B and I grew from siblings to best friends and I truly don’t know where to go from here. We are lost, but we are so happy you’ve found peace. Seeing your struggle has been the most difficult time of my life, and I find solace in your reprieve. Thank you, Brandi, for helping make me the person, and Gamecock, I’m proud to call myself today. You were no stranger to speaking from your heart, a trait I’m so grateful to have learned from you, so I am content in knowing there is no mystery in where we left each other. I love you more than anything, from this life to the next. #clackandquack

Fun stuff

Still outside (on occasion)

Significantly better than my 2024 Spotify Wrapped

Entered a photoshop in Rome and requested the worst point & shoot 35mm camera they had. Thank you, sardine can, for capturing perpetual nostalgia.