I dedicate this post to my biggest supporter. You are my bestfriend, girlfriend and everything in between and the biggest reason for this old geezer to see this beautiful world in such a sweet light. I love you Feenie.

standing alone in the corner of a restaurant, I noticed an elderly gentleman sitting by himself with his hands crossed and resting on the table while he wore the most mundane look upon his face. I worked as a server in this restaurant and always found a way to form a conversation with tables even if they were not my own. but in this case, on this day, I merely observed as I am growing custom to my partner referring to me as “old man”. it really makes me think about how far I’ve come, what I’ve done to get here, and of course where I go from here. I hope you enjoy this post.

so yes. my wonderful partner loves to refer to me as “old man”, this stems from my falling down the stairs a time or two, consistent aches and complains of foot pain, hip pain, the lot. it’s a deserved nickname, and frankly I remember being 10 years old and praying to God that I find someone that makes me want to grow old with, she’s the one. therefore, I adore the name. I adore the goofiness and the security behind it.

as I observed this man, I started to ask myself hypothetical yet literal questions such as, “huh, I wonder what this man has seen?” or “I wonder what he thinks of the rising prices of food? how much would 10 wings be back in his day?” questions that keep us up at night, you know? but it’s questions and reasons such as those that has inspired my admiration for, and drive towards learning as much anthropological history as I can in my very, very short time on this earth.

soon after, my coworker Jocelyn came over to the server station which I was meandering in. I explained to her that being 26 has really opened my eyes to the object called mortality. it’s made me think of my late father, it’s made me think of several friends who have passed and made me want to continue chasing the life I want to live.

it makes me want to begin the next chapter of my story and continue loving this life we are so lucky to have the opportunity to enjoy. love, like life, is a beautiful mystery that if you try to understand it then you won’t allow yourself to fully experience it.

the water is great, jump in
love trev