shed a tear or two this morning looking at family that's passed or who i'm not close with anymore but still love and seeing a life that no longer exists, or maybe never did exist, in a place that no longer exists
Found a folder in my old digital camera I’ve never seen before and in it many pictures of one photoshoot post shopping spree with my grandma. I notoriously hated photos as a kid, but this once I served.
i was given my first camera at 9 old, a blue canon underwater camera. i filmed and photographed everything that was important to me at that time in my life. i just found the hard drive with all of my photos from 2010 (i was 10) and it is so special to get to see the world through the eyes of my child-self, i’m still drawn to the same things, i still have the same urge to record life around me because everything is beautiful and fleeting. ive never seen any of these until now and so many memories are flooding back. this is one of the photos i found
i’m no photographer but having something to look back on old memories while at the same time making some sort of art out of it really brings me a sense of comfort. time flies by but I will always have these moments to look back on
this idea of "you don't owe anyone anything" came about through the social media therapists that try to diagnose complete strangers with a multitude of issues and complexes. all it has done has made selfish people more selfish and divided us as a community. you do not owe everyone everything, but if you consider yourself part of a community, a society, you do owe everyone something. at a base level you owe people kindness, respect (as long as they haven't lost the right to it), and basic human decency. you owe your loved ones even more. stop being selfish and rude in the name of treating your so-called "people pleasing."
