All I got is a photograph.

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Today Missy Goodtimes came over to show me some pictures she had recently gotten developed. Some of them were from Pride and Lara's party, and she gave me the doubles. I have been looking for pictures to put in some of my little frames (I took the pictures of A. out of them a long time ago) and decided to use one of the pictures she took of Rob, me, and Melissa. It's cute!

Then I realized that that particular photo, and the one of Jennifer and I kissing on the beach, are the only two photos in this entire house that show me the way I look right now. I have a zillion electronic pictures (but a crappy printer) and only this little handful of paper photographs.

Most of my framed photos are group photos from college or earlier. I like having these pictures that actually look like me. It makes me feel like I've actually made memories here and now, memories on shiny paper encased in protective glass.

My mind is heavy tonight. I wish I had someone to talk to. Face to face under a coverlet of summer stars would be perfect, but a voice on the telephone would work, too. Thing is, I don't even know what I would say, if I had a co-chatter.