I have spent most of tonight looking through old pictures and they seemed to spark emotions inside me – looking at them and remembering the moments and feeling that I had at the time, almost as if the camera that had taken the photo was magical and had captured more than just the image but also the essence of the moment, frozen into picture format – I found myself feeling happy and then deeply heartbroken to angry and confused – like these little 6×4 inch images were some sort of keys, unlocking emotions I thought I had hidden away.

I’m going to make an effort to take more photos when I go out with friends, though these photos have had such an effect on me, i’d never want to forget them.


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