01-05-2009

The stars look very different today

No picture today. I’m starting to run out. The ones posted so far are just some of the few I’ve found scattered around the Internet, pictures I uploaded on a random basis on random sites, pictures from before my hard-drive and dear old camera was stolen about a year ago. Easy come, easy go; I never learn. But once the inital shock of loss settles, things pretty much turn back to normal. The bread still tastes better when it’s fresh, the piano is still slightly out of tune. And so it goes.

It reminds me of the people I used to call my best friends.

Where are they, who are these people? After a rough count I have eight, nine, ten names in front of me. This is the short version of my life. My best friends in chronological order. One I haven’t seen in 20 years. Some who may as well be dead for all I know. I could go looking, maybe catch up on life, but the more I think about it, the more confident I am that the result will be a huge disappointment. So I’ll settle with what I have now, and let that grow. That much I’ve learned from scavenging the web for dusty photographs.

I lied. One for the road.

Photo: Solsiden, Trondheim, April 17 2005