I’ve decided to record my life in photographs.
50 years from now, I may not know how the sun feels in my skin, how the wind grazes through my hair, how an ice cream taste like on a hot summer day. I may not remember how to run until my legs give out, how to swim in the ocean and feel so small compared to its vastness.
50 years from now, I will be old. Today, I can shout all I want, laugh all I can, love until it hurts. One day, I will be incapable. I will lie in bed, maybe even have a cup of coffee in my hand. I will listen to the calm of the day until the sun kisses the foot of the earth. But today the sun shines bright. I will go out and live every second of my life. And I will record it in photographs. I only had 4 hours of sleep. I am tired, I am restless, but sleep is for when I die.
50 years from now, I will look back at all the photos. I would relive all those moments. Photographs never change, even when everything else in your life has.