pictures or whatever.

Calvary chapel costa mesa

I went to my first church again tonight. nobody remembered me and I think everyone I ever knew there- with the exception of a few -has already moved on to other things.

It was so weird seeing the same church in a different season of being-- I had left right as the 'refuge' highschool ministry was beginning, and now its more than four years old and I've come back in the same month that the pastor and worship leader are transfering to a separate branch of calvary.

I met a few dozen too many people to remember all of their names, but names they have, and it doesnt matter so much that I remember them- as it does that they remember me. We'll see how round 2 of my socialization in CCCM goes.

Other than that.. I have eight rolls of film waiting to be developed[!](not counting the 2 b&w, and 2 in progress)

I really hope I havent been wasting shots, but as I recall alot of them were well thought through, so hopefully all of my note-taking and consideration will result in a total bounty of matte prints that I can roll around in my pajamas.

Photos help me to remember, because I'm so forgetful. Sometimes I'll be thinking about being alive and I'll sort of do a 'progress check' for being a human, and I'll almost always be behind where I'd like to be, but more than that, these periods of introspection that I come upon always seem to be in backward contemplation and when the next one comes all I can do is sigh, let out a curse, and wish time could stand still for awhile.

The next time you think about how fast time flies, mark it in your memory, and the time after that, ask yourself if you had any fun.

fun has nothing to do with joy.

!Sean

Current Music : Ima Robot - Here come the doctors!