oh what fleeting moments I should capture, oh what memories I should still possess

Imperfect Treasures

A comment CW made here last week put me in mind of all the photos I treasure, even though they are very far from perfect. This is one of them. What I see is an old picture of my high-school friend, poorly framed, blurry, and a lot orange. What I think of is how like memory this is, fuzzy and imperfect, and yet the whole story is there, of friendship and laughter, big hair, priceless works of art, and goofing off after school.

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We don’t remember days;

we remember moments.

– Cesare Pavese

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