in paris now.
i just looked at all of the photos that i’ve taken on moby.com.
a lot of photos…
it’s odd to look back and see 2-d representations of some very good and some very bad times.
the pictures themselves are fairly neutral, in that they don’t necessarily convey the goodness and badness of said times.
but for me some of the pictures elicit some fairly strong reactions.
in other news, my days are now spent in hotel rooms and tv studios and airplanes.
which is ok. the biggest negative is that i can’t remember the last time that my lungs were filled with non-recycled air.
today, for example, i woke up in a hotel room, did interviews in a hotel room, got into a car, drove to the airport, got on an airplane, drove to another hotel, checked in, and now here i sit, in another hotel room.
i’m not complaining, not at all, but it’s odd that in the last 24 hours i’ve been outside for less than 120 seconds.
maybe i’ll sleep with the windows open tonight.
-moby
