This weekend marks seven years since my friend Ethan and I took a road trip to Louisville for the very last Guilt show. Ethan drove us south in a white Civic hatchback, and we marveled at the rolling hills of Kentucky as well as the Frickin' Chicken truck (by the way, I shot that photo, and I see no credit. No credit!) The show was filled with friends, some of whom I hadn't seen in a long time. There were pyrotechnics. After the show, we slept in sleeping bags on Duncan's floor as his tiger-striped kitten pounced (and, sadly, peed) on us.
So I was thinking about that rainy Guilt-y weekend yesterday: again on a road trip, again in a Civic. During the drive, I'd offhandedly started to bring that Louisville trip up in conversation. I was going to say, "Oh, a few years ago, my friend Ethan and I took a trip blah blah blah" but then I realized that, gee, that was at the end of October 1997 (a happy ending to what was arguably the worst month of my life) —and then I went pensive for an hour or so. Even now I'm doing the math, and although it adds up, it doesn't seem possible that we took that trip so long ago. At the time, this is what I wrote: "i had a camera, but i didn't take pictures because i knew i'd remember that night lucidly." And I do, which makes it seem all the more strange that those memories happened so long ago.
So I was thinking about that rainy Guilt-y weekend yesterday: again on a road trip, again in a Civic. During the drive, I'd offhandedly started to bring that Louisville trip up in conversation. I was going to say, "Oh, a few years ago, my friend Ethan and I took a trip blah blah blah" but then I realized that, gee, that was at the end of October 1997 (a happy ending to what was arguably the worst month of my life) —and then I went pensive for an hour or so. Even now I'm doing the math, and although it adds up, it doesn't seem possible that we took that trip so long ago. At the time, this is what I wrote: "i had a camera, but i didn't take pictures because i knew i'd remember that night lucidly." And I do, which makes it seem all the more strange that those memories happened so long ago.
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