Sometimes I Wear a Watch

Sometimes I wear a watch that doesn't work. I don't wear it because its particularly stylish. It doesn't match or compliment a specific outfit. Its small and simple. The old leather band is starting to crumble from months and years of wear. I don't wear it to know the time instead I wear it to remember a time. To remember a time and a place and a people who changed me more and faster than at any other 18 month period of my life. It was a gift from a dear friend and it stopped ticking shortly after returning home.


I don't usually have a hard time with change. I try not to get too attached to people and places. It can be a little isolating but it makes change a lot easier. Then there are people who get in. People who make me want to remember and make change absolutely stink. I have a hard time letting go of those people. Sure I'll see them again but things will never be the same. We'll "probably both lead the lives [we] were headed toward, and my guess is... we'll do just fine." But for a moment in the grand scheme of time and eternity my existence was made better by these individuals and I am forever different because of them.
 

So I know I can't live in the past and I don't try to. Rather I try to keep being the person these individuals helped me to become. And sometimes, as a reminder, I wear a watch.

 Ps. Thanks to all yall who make memories worth having! These pictures aren't all inclusive :) If you feel like your picture belongs here, it does and feel free to add it.

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