Oh hiii, it's another modern archaeology post and *drum roll* another ramble-y caption! (What is it about these posts in particular that make me want to reflect?) (Why do I insist on waiting til the last minute to write these reflections?!) 😅
I've always loved everything about developed photos - being able to hold them in your hands and pass them around, that "old" smell that makes you feel like you're opening up a treasure, the natural lo-fi look, how it feels like the longer you look at the photo the more able you are to transport yourself back to that exact moment, and duh, the memories themselves. Is it weird that to say that I feel like they have a soul? A piece of the memory attached to it? 🤔📸
While majority of our photos are now kept digitally, it seems that during this pandemic and our time in isolation, memories of the "good times", especially ones that involve groups, the outdoors, and travel seem more important than ever 💭🏞 I've seen an influx of throwback posts that involve one or more of these things, and it's hard to say whether it's just a form of content to fill up feeds in the meantime, or wishful thinking. The captions I've been reading definitely lean towards the latter.
I'm definitely not okay with being indoors all day. It's not that I had many specific places in mind that I wanted to visit urgently, but not having the option is affecting me more than I thought it would. I just hope that the memories we keep can help serve as something to look forward to for the future. It is possible to get back to those good times, but we have to do our part first! 💛