He had an appointment with a friend at this seafood restaurant, to eat a little before going to an event, the plump female owner smiled heartily: You two remember to support my restaurant when you come back tonight. He nodded, ordered a few light dishes and was served quickly and thoughtfully beyond expectation. When he returned late at night, he took the initiative to call a taxi and forgot about the technology taxi driver. Then came the matter of late night food, his friend had planned to stop by the drinking place in the afternoon but he waved it off and said: It's a bit far, let's drink nearby instead. Out of respect for him, his friend nodded. Near dawn, returning to the hotel, he suddenly thought about how he had broken his promise twice today.
Recalling the time he went to a market in a highland city, he took photos of the market for a personal documentary photo project. Following the instructions of his Western teacher in previous photography courses, he did not take photos from one end of the market to the other like many other photographers, but instead carefully observed two rounds to find the market's specialty. That was avocado. And he discovered a girl with a round face, bright eyes, and dark skin selling avocado. He started a conversation, took a few quick photos, and promised to come back in the afternoon to buy avocado for her.
But that afternoon, he was busy taking photos elsewhere. When he passed by in the evening, he thought I must have gone home already so he didn't stop by the market. He felt a little guilty but then forgot about it because life was full of things.
But for him, such small broken promises were too many. Many years ago, when people still took photos with film, not digital like now, and they sent them without even a note. He took photos for his new friends in the group, promised to develop them for them when he got home, then forgot, and time passed, and he no longer remembered.
The other day, out of nowhere, he received a package from Europe. He was surprised, but when he saw the sender's address, he said "ah". Two months ago, during a solo exhibition trip to the land of goddesses (Greece), he got to know a local photographer, took a few photos together, and before leaving, he accidentally blurted out that he liked a souvenir but forgot to buy it. At that time, the guy smiled and said he would send it to him. Over time, he forgot about it and just thought that words were just words. But not everyone thinks like that.
