I heard the news today, Oh boy…
Collaboration is fun!
The four of us had coffee, cameras, and flashlights. Things were bound to happen.
It felt oddly lie being young again. Our car was parked a few blocks away from the coffee shop; when I jogged back (or as jogged as one can in flip-flops) to the car to grab the tripods I got a weird, almost nostalgic feeling of being high-school aged and out “playing” on a summer evening. It was interesting to return to the group, tripod in hand and have Joshu say, “This is totally me in high school, all night. This is what I would do.”
It felt really nice to be out in the warm world without a care. It’s been a while since I’ve felt that. Maybe I’m even more nostalgic by Jess playing Strata’s “Stay Young” in near-repeat on the computer next to me.
I’ve got this weird thing about age. I think it spawned during my time with A Suburban Disaster. Sean out-aged me by a decade and had this sense of urgency - an “If I don’t make it before I’m 35 then I’m done”. I don’t discredit him for that, it’s important to have goals. I do think, however, that that sense of having a stop point struck home with me and I looked at myself mortally for possibly the first time. It’s been stressful because I’ve been looking at being “almost twenty five” as though it were “almost eighty nine”. My great aunt Emogene turned, god eighty seven this year? Maybe eighty six. I don’t know. Point is, she’s got a shattered ankle and still has more vitality in her than some of the thirtysomething office rats I see at work on a daily basis.
Tonight is one of the first times in a long while that I’ve honestly not felt old.
I’m married. The couple we spent the night with are older than us. I have to work in the morning. None of this seems to matter because I feel youthful.
This summer is going to be fantastic. I know whatever happens, Josh and Jess are going to be lifelong friends and I will always have my beautiful, talented and loving wife.
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