Love

Down The Wormhole

Kendrick and I have one of those screen-saver things set up where our TV links to my computer and randomly scrolls through my (millions and millions) of photos. The problem with this is that we actually can’t even glance at the thing if we don’t want to spend the next hour staring at it and reminiscing. Seriously: it stops us in our tracks and does things like postpone dinner and/or actual plans.

It’s shots like this one (from summer 2012, a couple of months before we moved) that kill me.

First of all: baby chick hair. And second of all, I do miss some things about the city: mostly our little rituals, like early-morning trips to the diner before Kendrick headed off to work (we were getting up with – sometimes even before – the sun in those days). We’ve replaced breakfasts on First Avenue with new rituals now, of course, but it’s still nice to go down the wormhole sometimes.

powered by chloédigital