Portrait of an Old Friend

When you start having friends that you’ve known for several decades, you know you are old—and with that all the stuff that experience brings: insight, wisdom, humility, joy on the sweet end of that pact.  

It’s true that you are aging right along with those around you, in a set proportion, however as the collective ideals and social standards erode and taint, your place in time grows more never to be recreated again.  This awareness fuels an inferno of nostalgia.  You and those like you are the last… the last of the authentically cool.  Here is Andre; he is cool too…  

To friendships made in the 90’s 🥂