Thursday, 29 April 2010

My broken house behind me, and good things ahead


Catching up is hard to do.

How do you tell someone all the things that happened to you over months? There is a complicated process of judgment on what is important and what isn't. Naturally some of the important things get left out, some of them sound stupid and it all ends up being a little bit strange.

I'd like to go back to six months ago and tell myself some of the things that have happened since, because I don't think I'd believe me - and not because the things are particularly unbelievable, but just not what I would have expected.

But the other person's tales are infinitely more interesting, most often. Especially if they've been doing something incredible, and when you sit down to talk about it all, there is always a nervousness, a hope that they haven't changed too much, but also that they're not exactly the same, or it'll all have been a waste.

Looking back out down the telescope through the past months, new people in the mixture, new experiences to shade the language and subject matter, new music, books, places to discuss and above all, all the familiarity that has been on hold for a while, flooding back as if it never went away.

That'll do for now.
Sq.

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