How strange it is to be anything at all.

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I was digging through things tonight and found this old picture. Saturday. June 24, 2006. The first-ever picture of me and Andrew together about a month after we first started seeing each other. It was taken in Belltown at the Gay Pride Parade by a topless lady with nipple piercings. I remember that day quite clearly. It was warm and my forehead got sunburned. People in the parade tossed banana-flavored condoms all over the street, and the people next to us went nuts, because hey, free condoms. It was so crowded we had to park almost all the way over in Queen Anne and I got a blister on my foot from the flipflops I was wearing. I remember eating burritos from the U-District Chipotle afterwards, and going to Discovery Park and finding a fort some kids built on the beach, and watching the sunset. It was a perfect Seattle summer day. A few days later, Andrew sent this picture to his parents to show them his new girlfriend, and it was on their fridge when we went to Kansas that Christmas. And it was three weeks after this picture was taken that we exchanged “I love yous” in the Ballard apartment after drinking huge beers at Sloop’s Tavern. More than three years and a million memories just like this later, I am still as happy as I was that day.

I was digging through things tonight and found this old picture. Saturday. June 24, 2006. The first-ever picture of me and Andrew together about a month after we first started seeing each other. It was taken in Belltown at the Gay Pride Parade by a topless lady with nipple piercings. I remember that day quite clearly. It was warm and my forehead got sunburned. People in the parade tossed banana-flavored condoms all over the street, and the people next to us went nuts, because hey, free condoms. It was so crowded we had to park almost all the way over in Queen Anne and I got a blister on my foot from the flipflops I was wearing. I remember eating burritos from the U-District Chipotle afterwards, and going to Discovery Park and finding a fort some kids built on the beach, and watching the sunset. It was a perfect Seattle summer day. A few days later, Andrew sent this picture to his parents to show them his new girlfriend, and it was on their fridge when we went to Kansas that Christmas. And it was three weeks after this picture was taken that we exchanged “I love yous” in the Ballard apartment after drinking huge beers at Sloop’s Tavern. More than three years and a million memories just like this later, I am still as happy as I was that day.
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