What kind of cruel irony is it that the offspring of fish are called fry?
A symbol of love and friendship.
Summer Blaze
It's been a long time since I've been here. It's been a long time since I've been anywhere really. Summer came and left before I heard it was here. I wish it would have stayed a little longer, or left a note at least. Maybe I'll finally catch it during the next visit.
The picture above is my apartment building on fire.
The stuff that dreams are made of
Summertime and the livin' is easy. Really, this isn't the case this summer... but it's not stopping me from enjoying whatever I can. Economy is down, unemployment is up. Bernie Madoff will get out of jail in the year 2159, Al Franken is officially Senator in Minnesota, Brittany and Ryan are married, I'm unemployed, the rain doesn't seem to stop. Things continue to change.
JMC came into town this week to pack up his Williamsburg apartment, a place that I once considered my second home when I first moved to the city. That apartment, those people, that summer... it opened up a world of possibilities, friendships, food, wine, laughter. It was a beautiful year that could only exist in very particular and rare conditions, but it did! The experience was different for each individual who participated... everyone brought something unique to the table and walked away with something just as original and very much their own. People will go their entire lives only dreaming (dreaming at most) of a summer such as the one we all had together in Williamsburg. We will be chasing after it until one day it'll become just a dream again for us too.
JMC came into town this week to pack up his Williamsburg apartment, a place that I once considered my second home when I first moved to the city. That apartment, those people, that summer... it opened up a world of possibilities, friendships, food, wine, laughter. It was a beautiful year that could only exist in very particular and rare conditions, but it did! The experience was different for each individual who participated... everyone brought something unique to the table and walked away with something just as original and very much their own. People will go their entire lives only dreaming (dreaming at most) of a summer such as the one we all had together in Williamsburg. We will be chasing after it until one day it'll become just a dream again for us too.
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