Woo, tough one. Do I post about a family member who has died? A friend? Do I post Eva holding the last postcard I sent? Somehow none of those worked for me. In all of those cases, the world lost a person, not just me.
Okay then, who do I talk about "losing"? So many people, for so many reasons.
I decided on Rowan. Please ignore the fact he's wearing a ridiculous shirt and is in the middle of folding laundry. For a variety of reasons, I opted to collect very few pictures of him. Skipping over a long, intensely personal back story - Rowan was one of my best friends, from when I was 17 till right after I turned 22. Then, we weren't. The last time I ever saw him was when we parted ways at a bus stop on Douglas Street, after our thai lunch date was ruined by us fighting. After that, I had to make a choice. I'm glad I made the choice I did, but some days I still miss him so much, I want to call up every mutual friend we have to track him down just to say hi. Things don't really work that way in "adult world," though.
And yes, I miss a few days and am now backdating.
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