Living in the present...

this was taken in 2004! back when having a 35mm film camera was a huge deal for me.

I take photos. That's what I do.
The lens becomes the way of recording my life.
Or rather, what happens around me, the people that have made a presence in my life.
I've always made it a point to blog/write about things. Mostly, about how i feel at that particular time.
It then becomes a painful reminder. That people come and go. That things never stay the same.
Going through folder after folder of photos, i'm reminded of who i was / how i changed by being in that moment.
Scared. Daring. Outgoing. Shy. Been there. done that.
Maybe it's the age thing.
Maybe cos this may very well be the final semester of being a student.
And the prospect of facing yet another change frightens me.
But life recently has not given me reason to complain.
So i guess, for now, stop thinking bout the past, or what could be...and just...
live in the present?

Like the house of cards. Without knowing when it'd crumble, you build it up anyway.
That's the whole point of it isn't it? The fun in not knowing.