“Truth be told, he liked the random nature of things. He wasn’t interested in patterns or destiny or reasons. Those who populated our lives came and went. It was a mistake to try to force a relationship or hold on to one that had run its course. He did subscribe to the idea that nature abhors a vacuum. As long as he was open to new people and experiences, they’d come along to fill the empty places.”
I take photos. I write. My volunteer job is taking photos of rescued dogs and cats transported by the rescue group whose records I manage. Since working and volunteering don’t leave me a lot of time to write, I’m spending 2017 borrowing from what these dogs and cats are writing. They said it’s okay.