TTL, TTL :: Days 18 & 19 - Portland, OR
August 30th, 2007
If a photograph could speak, then the photograph above would tell you a story of rest. It would tell you a story of a girl who is trying to find her place in the world, both geographically and emotionally. It would speak of the coffee that previously occupied it, and it would tell you that the coffee sends its regards. It would speak with eloquence a story of a boy who set his camera down for a few days.
If a photograph could proclaim, it would speak a story of a boy who is the midst of a lot of change that is both exciting and daunting in the same breath. A boy who wonders who he is in regards to God and others. A boy without a home for the time being, but not without provision. A boy that is admittedly afraid of a lot of things, though he is calm on the outside.
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Thank you so much, Johnny and Jamie, for your incredible hospitality. Giving up your apartment for a few days was not necessary but very greatly appreciated. Jess and I rested and had coffee every morning. It was wonderful. Thank you.
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It’s time to end this journey and begin another one altogether.
Tags: self, to the left, travel
i will miss having morning coffee with you on the porch.
If it’s of any consolation, you’re not alone (either of you) in the “trying to find yourself” situation. I think there are a lot of young people out there in the same shoes as you, which is why your blog has become quite the place of encouragement for many.
I rather enjoy all of your collected thoughts on here, as well as your honesty.
And, of course, your adoration of coffee.
Oh how I love a good cup of coffee.
Good Luck Josh!
It’s going to be great!
You are faithfully in my prayers :]
hooray for new stories to live now and tell about later. :) its gonna be awesome (and a million other adjectives, both good and not-so good… but isn’t that the beauty of it? yes.)
send seattle my regards. hopefully i will see you in november. maybe we can talk rob into getting a cup of coffee or something. ha.
Rest…what a wonderful, wonderful thing. To pause and breathe before the next step. Good luck with your next adventure. Cheers
Yes, I (and many others, I’m sure) can relate to trying to find ourselves and our places in this world. It’s no easy task, but you’ve at least made it interesting for the rest of us!
Good luck in your new adventures!
And the new adventure will be just as good if not better than the last one :-)
The River Greenway is emptier without ya:)
please tell me ur gonna write a book….