Josh.

humans being, musings, On Art and Culture December 17, 2013

Breaking Hearts

When I received Josh’s photo in advance of the job in Las Vegas, I was transported to my giddy schoolgirl years, because he was so cute, so “my type” of a younger year. Yes, another time indeed, when the pleasurable agony of a crush was merely fleeting, and weighed no more than lipstick kisses on a napkin.

In grade school, high school, and in college… we always looked forward, and life was fun.  This dance room at UNLV smelled like excitement and promise.  When I walked into the room and spotted the chalkboard, I remembered the seventh grade, when I was made to write repetitively as punishment for something that wasn’t my fault…

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  1. Jenny C says on December 21, 2013

    A touching image of one leaving childhood and starting an adult life. His gaze is penetrating; as if he’s questioning and challenging in the same moment.

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