I went through all my photographs that I have in a drawer inside my closet. 
I looked through all of them and realized I don’t talk to half of the people in the photographs anymore but I can recall the conversations we carried in the photograph as if it was yesterday. 
There is a sadness inside. 
It’s filled with excitement. 
it’s filled with fear. 
I have grown so much within the three years worth of photographs. 
I have changed emotionally and physically. 
I know better now. 
I am still learning.