that guy from the get-together
unbeknownst to good hair, the get-together where I met him was the beginning of a quick and comprehensive unraveling of what I had thought to be (at that point anyway) pretty solid life plans
he was really sociable and yet, barring myself, the most out of place person there
he was also the only person who I felt wanted to have a genuine conversation with me
when I brought up anxiety and depression (I'm super fun)-- I remember his whole manner changing
I remember being struck by how fast and how willing he was to be vulnerable
and I remember feeling so grateful for it and somehow inexplicably sad
later I understood it broke my heart that a stranger was willing to let me in more than everyone I had, at that time, considered close
...
if all that schmaltz made your eyes stray and you were wondering--
he says the bass guitar is called Olivia :)
despite what he told me he wants his photo to convey, what I find most telling about it is what isn't pictured
he chose one in which he's performing but turned away from the camera
what better way to capture the bubbly guy with hidden depths who accidentally changed me
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