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I had been listening to a song recently, one that I have been listening to for almost 20 years now. At the beginning of the track they have a sample from the movie ‘The Sheltering Sky’:
“Death is always on the way, but the fact that you don’t know when it will arrive seems to take away from the finiteness of life. It’s that terrible precision that we hate so much. But because we don’t know, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens a certain number of times, and a very small number, really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, some afternoon that’s so deeply a part of your being that you can’t even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four or five times more. Perhaps not even. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless.”
Chew on that for a bit.
I think often about how much of life is.. forgettable. And I don’t really mean it in a bad way. I just mean.. it’s life, ya know? Driving here and there, standing in lines, sitting on our couch, on our computers, on-the-clock at your day job, and just….. bleh.
I also think sometimes about how awesome.. and scary it would be to be able to retrieve ANY statistic about your life:
How many pounds of ice cream have I eaten in my life?
How many times have I sneezed?
How much money have I spent in my whole life?
How many hours have I spent browsing Facebook?
How many hours have I used the restroom on-the-job? (Quick do some math to find out approximately how much money I’ve been paid to use the restroom…)
How many times have I told my son I loved him?
How many times have I clicked a camera shutter?
How many times have I felt at home?
How many hikes have I been on?
How many leaves have I touched?
How many streams have I stepped in?
That’s my thing about landscape and nature photography: It helps me remember. I have been to Abiqua falls more times than I can count. But I remember two excursions the most. I remember the feelings.. both physical and emotional. I remember who I was with and the journeys on the way. And I remember those experiences so profoundly because I came back with a photo.
Super special internet high-five if you know the song I’m talking about. 🙂
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