There’s no big news story or anything. Just a snapshot. I was in traffic a few years ago and some factory or something below the highway I was on belched out this smoke ring. I had forgotten I even had it. I came across the file when I was looking for pictures of my friend Tom to show him how much thinner we both used to be.
For whatever reason though I keep thinking about the smoke ring picture. I just noticed that little red plane. (He’s kinda cool chuggin’ along up there huh?)
I was going to write this whole thing yesterday about Easter and resurrections. How, on holidays, we’re reminded of family and friends that aren’t around.
I just felt like such a cheese ball though.
If I was a poet I’d come up with something good. Something about impermanence.
I’m not though. I just take still pictures.
And anyway, best not to think too hard about this one. It’s just a snapshot.