I'm sitting here looking at photos and compositions from the past, recalling the good old days, when life seemed free and beautiful. I remember now how I always had something to look forward to, even if it took a week's worth of hell to get to it. Where did it all go? What have we all become?
I remember sitting in diners, chain smoking, coffee sipping, playing Scrabble until the wee hours of the morning. There was always whiskey, there was always good music, there were always good friends. We took daytrips out of Maryland. We went to concerts on the regular. We did photoshoots in the middle of nowhere. We were truly living.
What's happened to these days when the simplest of pleasures are no more? Have we grown apart and changed so much from those times? What's taken the passion and the drive out of us? I sit here looking through it all, wishing for times lost to be returned once again.
I long to be a nighthawk at the diner, to journey to Harper's Ferry or Alexandria just because we can, to laugh and smile and dance to the beat of life. I want these things back.
Life was so simple and so satisfying with the smallest of things. Perhaps now is the time to grab it by the horns and rebuild what we've lost. What better time than now?
Join me!
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