music: Coltrane- Prestige Recordings d.3
We had a small get-together here at the 1-2 this past weekend. It was a random occasion, which I guess was the goal, but I got the chance to see some friends of mine from disparate places and times in my life all in the same place. Because of sending out party invites I’ve gotten back in touch with some people I really like but haven’t talked with for a bit. It also got me to thinking this week about people I haven’t talked with in a long while but would like to (Killian, a friend from camp who is now in a Marine and can’t tell us where he is half the time; Anna, a friend from college who I think is now out do-gooding on the campaign trail for Kerry; CJ, my boy from high shool down in Philly studying to be a dentist). Funny, then, that I should get an email from Louis out of the blue.
Louis and I spent some good time commiserating and smoking cigarettes in college during our respective unstable periods. He’s a guy I have seen less and less of since college, someone I basically lived with for two years of college and as such wouldn’t really make plans with ever, but was always around and up late at night. And usually looking for a distraction from work. He still makes my A-list, even after all this time of not really talking. When you live with someone, I’ve realized, you don’t really do stuff, as in make plans, you just share the everyday experience of living such that when you do make plans things seem wierd. Regardless, Louis had re-entered my consciousness as of late, part of a slew of friends from my past who I’d like to talk with at some point. Imagine my surprise when I get an email from Louis today, sent from Rwanda of all places. I guess he’s picked up and headed out to Rwanda with BJ, another friend of ours from college. I’m shocked, but I’m not surprised. It’s like that with Louis. He’s a wanderer.
Louis says he’ll be keeping an online account of his time in Africa here. I’m trying to recruit the guy as the latest addition to anize, as he’ll have one hell of a story to tell and he’s very handy with the pen. I’m looking forward to reading up on his travels. Let’s hope he has some decent internet access every now and then, and the initiative and follow-through to actually write. He’s an extraordinary guy, and only when he moves to the other side of the world am I reminded that I’d like to keep him within reach. I’d like to keep a lot of people within reach. I have a past chock full of good people with whom I’d love to keep up, but as with Louis, living presently tends to get in the way of that. My tendency has been to frame the comings and goings of people as natural ebb and flow of human relationship. As much as I’d like to fight that current every now and then, it seems that location and time dictate my stream more than intention. But to the matter at hand: Louis in Africa. At least I can now say that I read it on his blog…
Posted by davidtaus at October 19, 2004 11:39 PM