ode to the old man
you came into our lives
as a relief from an energetic puppy
already well fed and over mid life crisis
tender was your stare
excited by the aromona of home cook meals
your patience paid off more than a few times
as we both enter the last stage life
weak has our body become
but the heart remains
pure and strong
i’ve been thinking a bit about the habits of my life that i am looking to shed is upcoming year. as odd as it may seem, i have grown way too comfortable to my lifestyle and the ego wants to do everything it can to maintain that comfort. so in my quest to diminish the influence of my ego, i am looking forward to recalibrating my lifestyle. what does that look exactly like fo me?
i landed late into boston on a work trip and wasn’t in the mood for bed so i did what i rarely do these days, street photography. as i recall, it was street photography that jump started my keen interest in photography but invariably, I lack the patience for the form and the intimacy i like with portraiture. as preparation for my epic journey of content creation, i decided to get to learn a little more about one of my fixed lens compact camera that i really use (except mostly for trail running) and i am […]
someone was telling me about a notable book called second mountain by the new york times columnist David brooks and although they didn’t tell me too much on the content of the book, the positive suggestion left a mark head somewhere. and of course, i ran into the book again browsing the art of manliness. Definitely don’t have time to read it but I listen enough to the podcast to get the gist on how I am framing this liminal gap year. In short, the first mountain that most people climb is mostly about survival. […]
The kiddo and I did all final walk around our working class neighborhood and did some cheesy portraits as a marker of this day.