This month, I spent time with someone close to me. Someone I probably won’t ever see again, but who definitely left a footprint on my ever-growing life and taught me lessons I’ll carry with me forever.
This is a photo I took while they were rearranging words on the magnetic poetry board at Books Inc. on Castro Street.
My version of our story is silly, complicated, dramatic, and somehow peaceful all at once. Their version is probably a lot more bland. But I’ll never really know.
Sometimes, telling the story of someone you know well is the hardest story to tell.
Category: Story Telling