Make memories.

This morning I was having my coffee sitting and writing in my journal listening to the sirens that plague my neighborhood pass by my apartment window. I thought back to the stories I revisit. Stories I tell new people that I meet when I find strong connections in their company. Stories often good or bad are the most interesting times in our lives. I find that this is why I enjoyed life so much in high school and through college. I was always a yes man. I was always up for doing something new and uncomfortable that I had never done before (not drugs I was a baby with that shit)
It’s led to some pretty ridiculous stories.
Now with all of us quarantined I can’t help but think of what these moments will sound like 20 years from now.
When your children or grandchildren ask you about the quarantine of 2020 what will it sound like?
Will you tell them about Tiger king, Netflix binging, the projects you made at home, how you had to facetime to continue making photographs, or how the homeless people set up their beds on every subway car in NYC. Will you have videos to show this time?
It’s a really interesting time we’re living in don’t forget to make a few memories along the way.