Just got back from the Dick Lee concert. It's refreshing to watch a 50 year old man prance and perform with so much spunk and energy. And it's uplifting to know there's a 14 year old boy named Nathan who could be our answer to Buble and Cullum. His voice is silky smooth and deep. Or maybe it's just the song. Who could do Fly Me To The Moon badly? But darn, so many good lookers in the artistic circuit are gay! haha...
I decided to walk from Botanic Gardens to Orchard to run an errand and I passed the photo exhibit planted along the pedestrian walk. I wanted to just walk straight for efficiency's sake, but after some time, I just couldn't resist. These were pictures of large land masses featuring natural formations lilke hills, vistas, fjords, valleys, rivers, as well as cities... It was just so gorgeous. One picture featured a city that was cut off from the rest of the world. It was an overhead shot of a very abandoned, isolated brown mass of sand and stone. Cut off from the world - no water, electricity, even the people were missing... Other pictures featured the natural beauty of Iceland, Algeria, Jordan... There was a picture of a single acacia tree in the middle of a very parched desert, with cracks forming outward from the acacia, the dry ground being so baked that you could imagine the roots cracking into the hard ground, splitting it apart. Which was going to win, root or earth, I wondered. I wanted to be THERE, right where all the picture was taken. I have to go back and take a very slow stroll along the pedestrian walk again, to admire them once more.
I don't really understand why some of my friendships are so tenuous. Initially, it was on the cusp of something new and nice, some new level of understanding, then suddenly, all conversation stops! The person suddenly faded from my routine, to my great consternation. It seems that suddenly you realise that you didn't have very much in common after all. Either that, or the formation of what you thought was friendship wasn't friendship after all, but mere convenience. And then the person just becomes another once-friendly face. It's crazy. Is gossip the reason? Is it the speculation of others? I also wonder why I'm so bothered about this. I need to know.
Sunday, October 30, 2005
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