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

a memory from another lifetime

Once upon a time I sold swimming pools in the family business. What I see is one of our finished pools. What I think is that, in the world I am growing up in, our lives are somewhat segmented. There are so many parts: so many jobs, so many relationships, so many places I've lived, so many different things I have done. There are so many people I have already been, and more are on the way.

.

It sometimes feels to me

as though I’m not living one life,

but an accumulation of separate lives.

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2 responses

  1. This is somewhat similar to your previous photo, of the clowns and the “wall art.” You took this photo when you were a kid, and can’t wait to jump off the diving board into the water, but the furniture at the end of the pool seems very adult. And the fact that you haven’t jumped in the water yet seems like you want to hold onto childhood just a little longer. And once you jump in and swim to the end, there’s all that adult furniture waiting for you. (How’s that for psycho-analyzing your photo???)

    December 15, 2011 at 6:46 pm

    • Haha, it’s brilliant!

      First, I was thinking as I finished this last night that it was almost too similar. But I wanted it in there anyway, so I let it go.

      As for the analysis, as great as it is, I was at first going to disagree. I was into my mid-twenties when I took that picture, and it was meant to be used for advertisement. Then I thought, “Hell, I was still a kid!”

      The truth is that I did want to jump into every finished pool we put in. I guess I still do feel that urge whenever I’m beside a pool. The water is so inviting and cool, so relaxing and fun. But there’s that adult furniture staring at me at the end of my fantasy: work and responsibility and my clothes would get wet and all that. So you’re not really far off!

      December 15, 2011 at 10:01 pm

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