#12. 2012.01.12

En route to Santa Barbara for Barnett’s memorial service.  Towing the programs for the service, some nice paper for people to write memories, and the kind of “feeling unanchored in the world” sensation that happens when the people who shape us are gone.


One thought on “#12. 2012.01.12

  1. I love that description of feeling ‘unanchored’….such a perfect description of a horrible feeling. Of course the good that comes from that is that you realize that you’ve got the anchor, initially provided by that person, inside of you. It didn’t go away with them afterall.

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