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.