The juice of an apple, much like the apple itself, eventually turns brown, and what was an innocuous spot of moisture on the pants surreptitiously becomes a vulgarity.
The pants, though perfectly ironed and clean, must be washed again.
Curse you, apple.
Curse you, and your phenolic liquids.
i felt disconnected all day. distant. disjointed. another bee in the hive. i don’t know why.
when i stepped outside getting off work, it was grey, breezy, devoid of sunshine.
the bass in my ears moved me. driving the beat of my heart. walking my feet.
the sun slowly came out, mixed bittersweet with the clouds.
and then you showed up. black and white across the street.
i kept my head down as you walked by, careful not to ruin that perfect image in my head. it was enough to keep me going. to make me smile when the most i could feel all day was neutral.
i love you but i don’t know you.
To remind me to keep my chin up.
To remind me not to sweat the small stuff.
To remind me to live in accordance with the nature of things.
To remind me to stay balanced.
To remind me to decrease my wants.
To remind me to indulge myself every now and then.
To remind me that everything is as it should be.
To remind me to stop comparing myself to others.
To remind me not to use force against the world, and embrace the way of the universe.
To remind me to follow my own nature, and not the trappings of life.
To remind me that nothing really matters.
To remind me to have no claims to life.
To remind me to be spontaneous, deliberate, watchful, reverent, humble, pure, and accepting.
To remind me that heaven is found on earth.
Okay, okay, I admit it, I bought more camera gear. This time it was a flash, an umbrella, and a combination stand to hold the two. The flash is a Canon 580EX II, the most important features being:
I was able to test it out the rig on Andrew and Alex, who happened to be in town that weekend. Out of all my friends and acquaintances, I’ve known Andrew and Alex the longest, since elementary school. We got to hang out for a night and catch up before they had to take off. I can still tell them apart from face and voice, although it got quite a bit harder.
It was a good practice in doing portraits of two people, and figuring out how varied the same scene can look with the main light source at different positions. Overall, I’m very pleased with how they turned out.
He doesn’t listen to me. He’ll ask me a question, then cut me off. He trivializes my symptoms.
Next thing I know, I’m rushed out of office.
He’s a nice guy, but nice doesn’t get you healthy.