You rarely notice it, but you're changing quickly.
Look back through those albums. At the people in them, how many are still in your life?
What about the emotions felt during the moment, how many promises did you make that were never kept?
How has your appearance changed? Whatever happened to that favorite jacket of yours?
Or you hair, a laughable style in this day and age.
Photo albums. Chronicles of our lives, or painful reminders of the fallibility of it all?
