Photographs

When I look at pictures I tend to remember the highlights of that day and then my mind begins to wander. I spend the rest of those moments trying to capture the people that were there. Theres so much to see. In the background. In the front. In the middle. Lets dig deeper and remember for a moment...

I was looking through one of my old albums last week and probably spent two minutes looking at each picture. At the people. The people next to me, the people behind me. There are pictures of even just me alone. Such as my profile picture to the right. I remember everything that was going on around me and everyone who was there.

Remembering the highlights is interesting, but remembering the people is even more intriguing. Even the individuals that I didn't know and may have only observed. The acquaintances. Then, the dear friends who's lives I had small or mere glimpse into. Sometimes for a moment, days, months or years.

I also find it fond to think of the shapes that come along with them. Or how they shaped me, that is. Whether for better or worse. Or... how I possibly shaped them. Either way, we are all shaped by people. Whether for a moment, a few days, few months, or years.