A letter from January 23rd, 2018

Dear FutureMe, Dear FutureMe, Looking at old pictures I took by my old camera tells me more about my past, than pictures taken of me. I look at image that I chose to capture. After years has passed, it feels as if through the photo I can pull to zoom in or push to zoom out of a camera that was beyond the lense. Time right through the windows of my soul to how I felt and how the air used to smell like years back ago. The exact sense of existance at these moments.. They say, "decisions are the ones to truly define us", don't they?.. Sometimes they are the only ones that remind me im truly an individual and no matter what, no person is able to know me whole or better than myself. No person can experience the sense and thoughts running through my head heart and body. Since I am admittedly yet fragile at my own understanding of myself, being satisfied by so many small choices of these shots fills me up to have more spine to be confident of *my* life. Nobody took these photographs other than me. Nobody did, even if could. Mine just like these pictures, just like these memorie my choices are mine to make, and these choices *are* my life if you still feel passion for photography, now its a sign to go big.