You Are The Only Exception

On the trip home, I read Just Kids. It was Patti Smith's tribute to Robert Mapplethorpe. It made me sad and I thought about how it would be like for me to write the life stories of some of my dearest and nearest, especially after they have passed on. She wrote it like as if it was just yesterday she ran into him in Brooklyn. So many touching anecdotes, detailed memories. But I think what bowled me over was the connection they had, even after she got married. It's just beautiful. He was beautiful.

Which was why I made the boyfriend read it. Heh.

Robert Mapplethorpe, Self portrait, 1975