I have this imaginary disease I’ve made up. Maybe imaginary syndrome is the more accurate term. It presents itself mainly when you are catching up with someone you haven’t seen in a long time and you can’t pinpoint exactly what it IS you’ve been keeping busy with since last time you saw them.
I call it “Cathedrals-in-Europe-itis.” The first time I went to Europe, we saw a lot of cathedrals. They were each wonderful and unique and full of history, but after a few weeks, they all started blending in to one another. The thick slabs of stone, wrought iron fences, graveyards with faded, unreadable stones, enormous stained-glass windows, etc.
When I got home, people asked me what I saw and all I could think of was,
“We saw a lot of cathedrals. Like, a lot of them.”
I was fourteen. Gimme a break.
But it’s a lot like that when you haven’t seen someone in a long time, isn’t it? All the things you’ve been doing, stressing over, rejoicing about, working on or ignoring all just blend together until someone asks you,
“So, what have you been up to?”
and all you can think of is,
“Not much. You?”
Sometimes, the only proof that you saw anything at all is the pictures you took. I don’t remember seeing the Five Sisters windows in the cathedral in York, but I sure do have a picture of them. Apparently I have been there.
*they look like this (though this is not my picture):*
And so, even though this place is called “Laura Jane Writes” and not “Laura Jane Takes Pictures” I’m going to show you some things I’ve taken pictures of lately, and have forgotten to write about… just to prove I was there. This post is also a mini-homage to Miss Becca at CheekyPinky who has just posted a picture post called “Things I See, People I Love” which I was honored enough to be included in.
I took this picture several months ago when I went to the emergency room due to frightening (and unseemly) things my body decided to do. I still liked this lonely trash can that was so politely labeled “TRASH.”
My friend from High School is in the traveling production of “Cats” right now and when the show brought him through LA, we ate pancakes together. Huge, UFO looking pancakes. They were delicious and we had so. much. fun.
We went to see Jenn Grinels play at the Hotel Cafe. I took this picture as she was performing her rendition of “I Never Loved a Man (The Way I Love You)” by Aretha Franklin. This girl can wail. Believe you me. Go see her live if you get the chance.
While cleaning out the file cabinets at work one day, I came across this brown file sloppily labeled “America.” Inside were random photo-copies of newspaper clippings tracking the achievements of a former professor at the school I work at. That was a weird day.
My sister and James surprised me last weekend by flying her out from the East coast to visit. I love her more than I love meatballs, and she will know how much that means when she reads this. We went shopping for camping supplies, but the only cart we could find had one of the little kiddie cars on the front. She tried to get inside…to no avail. I kept running in to things.
Our campsite was right next to this stream. If you look close, you can see Joel sitting on a rock, looking all awesome.
And that kind of sums up all the things. Or many of the things, anyway.