Following the third year of a holiday letter comprised
of my (increasingly complex) life via a (increasingly complex) year-in-photographs, I
wondered what it would be like to join the great experiment of 365 days of photographs.
I'm not a photographer,
I'm a writer. I'm a visual thinker, and if ever there was proof that a photo is worth a
thousand words, it would be the story a photo tells me, or in this case, about me.
Follow me on this adventure, where I
learn about photography, my ability to record my life, my dedication to something (I've
never been known for doing anything everyday) in my posts. I've also discovered I'm
learning about time, the history of it, and the odd practice of recording it, measuring it,
turning it into something tangible, and I'll record these explorations in the sidebar.
As always, feel free
to say anything. My experiment is not a spectator sport.

September 11, 2009

September 11 2009 sober

I was asked tonight
if I ever got tired of being the only sober one in the group
and I had to answer
that all I had to do was look around to remember I was totally and completely happy to still be sober
drunken lectures
conversations in worlds I don't care about
in words I don't care to hear
and with words they don't hear at all

And all I want to do is enjoy myself, even if the company is alternately planar to myself

I find myself in company that I don't fit with often
I've written of this before, in previous years
It's a common theme
but for the most part there really is no company I fit with
never has been

It's all I can do to enjoy what I can
because it's all in my own attitude towards it all.

No, I will never get tired of being the only sober one.
I thank my stars that I have always been that way.

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