Would that be too much to ask? Someone that just follows me around all day and snaps pictures of me? Seriously, I wish someone would pop out of the bushes, paparazzi style, and take pictures of me.
Take yesterday’s run for example. I was running through this neighborhood for the last 15min of my run, and a group of about 6 kids were playing in the street. I was getting pretty tired, but still had enough oxygen to give a smile and say hello. They got so excited as I jogged towards them, and as I passed them, I noticed one of the girls trotting along next to me, until I turned my head completely around and noticed all 6 stopped what they were doing to jog with me and finish my run. Their ability to keep up with me with bare feet and flip-flops amazed me as I kept my pace in top-of-the-line running shoes. This is where a photographer would come in perfectly. I wish I had a picture of running with those kids, but the only thing I take with me is the picture instilled in my memory.
I wish I can capture these memories and put them in scrapbook. For the fear of forgetting simple daily memories like this 40 years down the road, I feel, is inevitable.