Remembering Now

 Simple times circa 2002. Philadelphia. Back then. When rent was so hard to make. Good friends were hard to come by. Vehicles left us stranded up and down the East Coast.

Simple times circa 2002. Philadelphia. Back then. When rent was so hard to make. Good friends were hard to come by. Vehicles left us stranded up and down the East Coast.

Jared and I were doing some long term planning tonight. In the office. Door closed. Beren was reading comics.

As we planned, I was remembering back to simpler days. No house. Just us. Two vehicles both dependably in disrepair. Simpler. I guess.

We went outside. Paced the roadway. Did the farm loop. Our shoes wet with the hard rains of the day. We talked.

Remember when bills costed this? Remember when they costed that? Look, how the decimal point marches. More and more numbers in front of the decimal point.

After our planning talk, I put on some music. Started with "Enola Gay" by Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. "Good choice," Jared said. The song brings me back to our early days when we lived in New Brunswick.  Simple days.

I wound us through some 80's New Wave and into some punk. I did the dishes and sang. Jared cleaned a closet. Beren spread toys across the first floor of the house.

Maybe when Beren is a teenager I will reminisce about the simpler days. When he was a young boy. When things felt so complicated. But maybe they were simple back then. Now. We will see when I get there.

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Above:
Simple times circa 2002. Our third bed.

The first being the twin bed we shared in New Brunswick. The second being the double bed we found in an extra room in Jared's apartment in New Brunswick.

This, the third. My parents bought it for us when we moved into our apartment in Philadelphia. We had been using sleeping bags on the hardwood floor, with no barrier between us and our downstairs neighbor's booming video game sound system and shrieks and shrieks and shrieks. We still us this bed though the box spring was stripped and the wooden frame made into a nursery table.

Simple times.