Well not exactly. But having been away for over two years, everything seemed different. Though much of it, on the surface at least, seemed the same. LAX hadn't changed, the weather, in the upper 70's, was as usual, and King Taco was as good as it ever was. However, one of the first things I noticed was how much my parents had aged. In our childhood we admire our parents for many reasons - their intelligence, wisdom, and possibly even size. But when I walked into my dad's office that day, I noticed immediately that he didn't carry the same energetic aura as before. It made me realize that our days are numbered. Nonetheless, it was really great seeing my parents and I miss them so much already. After lunch, we visited my grandma at the convalescent home. She had received a stroke five years ago, and her inability to tend for herself brought her here. Once again I was reminded of the frailties of aging and life. How no one is ever granted immortality. I told myself that I didn't have time to waste. That every single second is a precious, non-refundable piece of life.
Doesn't mean that we can enjoy ourselves here and there though, right?
Just some thoughts for the day, now onto the photographs from California!
Camera: Leica M6, Superheadz Ultra Wide and Slim
Roll: rerolled Kodak Trix 400, Kodak Portra 400
Iesus Nazaraenus Rex Iudaeorum
My aunt and my grandma.
Omar, currently studying for his D.D.S.
Catherine, currently studying for her J.D.
Ken, currently teaching in Japan.
Omar's Nikkomat's bottom plate.
T-shirt's in the middle of December.
Omar and Jungle in the distance.
I love California.
& her blue skies, the sun as it falls over the Pacific, and the silhouettes that form.
Jungle in action!
At the old school arcade in Redondo Beach.
Ken attempting to eat a jawbreaker in one bite.
See ya later Omar!
Take me back to Cali please!