“I Was Guilty And Irritated And Full Of Love And Pain. I Wanted To Kick Him And I Wanted To Take Him

the fact that i'm no longer the same age as the protagonists of novels and films i once connected to is so heartbreaking. there was a time when I looked forward to turning their age. i did. and i also outgrew them. i continue to age, but they don't; never will. the immortality of fiction is beautiful, but cruel.

it was beautifully sunny and foggy this morning & i stopped to take a photo of this white egret

sorry for acting so strange & irregular it will happen again

bunnies and hares from happy kitty bunny pony: a saccharine mouthful of super cute (2005)

“Isn’t it rotten? There isn’t any use my telling you I love you.”

— Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises  

Sometimes you see the moon during daylight because I miss you and I sent her to check in on you

too old to be a protagonist too young to be a wise mentor, what else is left for me in this desolate portion of life? to be a a cool older role model who immediately fades into obscurity after two chapters?

First glimpse of the Matterhorn along the AHR - Alpine Haute Route, June 2021

photo by: nature-hiking

Achilles: I know. I know. But just because I won't be here tomorrow doesn't mean I'm not here now. Can you acknowledge that I live? That we lived? Patroclus: I grieve for our future every day. I don't have the heart to grieve our past, as well.

Vincent van Gogh Still Life with French Novels and Glass with a Rose 1887