Time Stand Still
My first gray hair.
decisionsI turn my back to the wind
To catch my breath
Before I start off again.
Driven on without a moment to spend
To pass an evening with a drink and a friend
I let my skin get too thin
I'd like to pause
No matter what I pretend
Like some pilgrim
Who learns to transcend
Learns to live as if each step was the end
(Time stand still)
I'm not looking back
But I want to look around me now
(Time stand still)
See more of the people and the places that surround me now
Freeze this moment a little bit longer
Make each sensation a little bit stronger
Experience slips away
Experience slips away
-Rush, "Time Stand Still" (which, by the way, features Aimee Mann before she was big)
I recently realized that one of the reasons I love photography is that it freezes time. One moment of your memory, captured (hopefully perfectly) for all posterity (yeah, this is a "DUH!!" but I'm slow). And it's why I love it when the clocks fall back one hour (don't we all?). And heck, journaling freezes time too, so you'd think I'd update more often. Go figure.
And although I look young and perpetually act like a little kid, I've long feared aging like we all do. Erika often hears me bemoaning that I'm old or getting old. Maybe my little kid behavior is part of a defense mechanism? So you can see how I got a bit freaked out about my first gray hair, even though I'm already 34. But at least my obsession with stopping time helped me capture this moment.
Fittingly enough, the "decisions" text from the photo is from the back of the folder of the packet I got from the Goldman School of Public Policy up at Berkeley, which, as I mention on the Flickr entry and on my recent friendslocked LJ entry, we were visiting for their Diversity Recruitment Day. It was funny how we heard about it. Erika got an e-mail from them, and we have no idea why. She'd been helping me tremendously in researching grad schools, and so maybe "The Beast" (as Dale Gribble from King of the Hill calls the vast conspiracy of computer networks) took notice and thought she was planning on grad school. Or maybe somebody in her network thought she'd be a good candidate, what with her working for a nonprofit and being a community activist and doing volunteer work.
Who knows? Anyway, we checked it out (and also plan to check out Idealist.org's Grad Fair on November 8th). And while it was a lot of good information, it was one more thing that made this decision to make this impending life change that much more real in my head.
So it was also fitting for this inevitable but gradual life change to also choose that point in time to manifest itself on my own real head.
And to get back to the Rush song (from Hold Your Fire, the very first Rush album I bought in high school), which I think features the most ingenious use of odd time signatures, the instrumental break switches to 7/4, which means it feels like there's one beat missing because time is moving so fast that it skipped it.
I turn my face to the sun
Close my eyes
Let my defences down
All those wounds that I can't get unwound
I let my past go too fast
No time to pause
If I could slow it all down
Like some captain, whose ship runs aground
I can wait until the tide comes around
(Time stand still)
I'm not looking back
But I want to look around me now
(Time stand still)
See more of the people and the places that surround me now
Freeze this moment a little bit longer
Make each impression a little bit stronger
Freeze this motion a little bit longer
The innocence slips away
The innocence slips away...
Summer's going fast, nights growing colder
Children growing up, old friends growing older
Freeze this moment a little bit longer
Make each impression a little bit stronger
Experience slips away
Experience slips away...
The innocence slips away
decisionsI turn my back to the wind
To catch my breath
Before I start off again.
Driven on without a moment to spend
To pass an evening with a drink and a friend
I let my skin get too thin
I'd like to pause
No matter what I pretend
Like some pilgrim
Who learns to transcend
Learns to live as if each step was the end
(Time stand still)
I'm not looking back
But I want to look around me now
(Time stand still)
See more of the people and the places that surround me now
Freeze this moment a little bit longer
Make each sensation a little bit stronger
Experience slips away
Experience slips away
-Rush, "Time Stand Still" (which, by the way, features Aimee Mann before she was big)
I recently realized that one of the reasons I love photography is that it freezes time. One moment of your memory, captured (hopefully perfectly) for all posterity (yeah, this is a "DUH!!" but I'm slow). And it's why I love it when the clocks fall back one hour (don't we all?). And heck, journaling freezes time too, so you'd think I'd update more often. Go figure.
And although I look young and perpetually act like a little kid, I've long feared aging like we all do. Erika often hears me bemoaning that I'm old or getting old. Maybe my little kid behavior is part of a defense mechanism? So you can see how I got a bit freaked out about my first gray hair, even though I'm already 34. But at least my obsession with stopping time helped me capture this moment.
Fittingly enough, the "decisions" text from the photo is from the back of the folder of the packet I got from the Goldman School of Public Policy up at Berkeley, which, as I mention on the Flickr entry and on my recent friendslocked LJ entry, we were visiting for their Diversity Recruitment Day. It was funny how we heard about it. Erika got an e-mail from them, and we have no idea why. She'd been helping me tremendously in researching grad schools, and so maybe "The Beast" (as Dale Gribble from King of the Hill calls the vast conspiracy of computer networks) took notice and thought she was planning on grad school. Or maybe somebody in her network thought she'd be a good candidate, what with her working for a nonprofit and being a community activist and doing volunteer work.
Who knows? Anyway, we checked it out (and also plan to check out Idealist.org's Grad Fair on November 8th). And while it was a lot of good information, it was one more thing that made this decision to make this impending life change that much more real in my head.
So it was also fitting for this inevitable but gradual life change to also choose that point in time to manifest itself on my own real head.
And to get back to the Rush song (from Hold Your Fire, the very first Rush album I bought in high school), which I think features the most ingenious use of odd time signatures, the instrumental break switches to 7/4, which means it feels like there's one beat missing because time is moving so fast that it skipped it.
I turn my face to the sun
Close my eyes
Let my defences down
All those wounds that I can't get unwound
I let my past go too fast
No time to pause
If I could slow it all down
Like some captain, whose ship runs aground
I can wait until the tide comes around
(Time stand still)
I'm not looking back
But I want to look around me now
(Time stand still)
See more of the people and the places that surround me now
Freeze this moment a little bit longer
Make each impression a little bit stronger
Freeze this motion a little bit longer
The innocence slips away
The innocence slips away...
Summer's going fast, nights growing colder
Children growing up, old friends growing older
Freeze this moment a little bit longer
Make each impression a little bit stronger
Experience slips away
Experience slips away...
The innocence slips away