simplex

as i stood around with ferrence today, frank came along with a picture to show us taken in 1978 of the two of them and a group of 3 other people. it was neat to see, frank's hair was pretty long and ferrence's hair still had colour. after they'd walked away i got thinking about the fact that they existed, as full grown adults in 1978, over a year before i was even born. and yet 30 years later i'm their friend and colleague. before i didn't exist, and now i do. it amazes me to think of frank unaware of meeting me in the future. it's so crazy! i've always been conscious of the fact that there are people out there who i don't know, who i'll later develop deep and meaningful friendships with. but they exist someplace. it's amazing to think that in 30 years, i could be standing beside a friend of mine, who is currently absent from this sphere. that's pretty incredible.

you know what makes me sad about the olympics? how much it glorifies medals. i almost hope we don't win any at all. why does everyone have to be the world's frickin best 'whatever'. why can't we just be? why can't we celebrate our individual awesomeness without feeling inadequate because we're not the ultimate best in the world?? because to be number one at something actually means you're freakishly good. i'm only freakishly good at two things, and i won't be getting a medal for either of those. ok, maybe three things. regardless, it took me a long time to come to terms that i'm not the supreme master of anything, but i know i'm good at stuff. i'm still a valuable person even if i wouldn't win a competition.

i'm going to breathe deep.

lose yourself in summer thoughts.