I never really thought that my camera roll could tell a story about me.
To me, it was just a collection of random pictures, I mean selfies I took because I liked how I looked that day, the screenshots I saved because something caught my attention, pictures of food I ate for the first time or I want to eat, places I visited, funny videos, things I wanted to remember, and moments I didn't want to forget.
I thought it was just a normal collection
Then I saw this week's prompt: If your camera roll could tell your life story, what would it reveal about you?
And then, I looked at my gallery differently
If someone scrolled through my camera roll, they would probably discover that I am someone who pays attention to little things, very observant to it
They would find pictures from days when I wasn't feeling well. Pictures of medications and moments when I was trying to take care of myself.
They would see that sometimes, I don't just go through difficult moments, I document them.
They would also discover my curiosity
There are pictures of foods I tasted for the first time and places I visited for the first time. Things I had never seen before but wanted to remember.
Thee are drinks I also try for the first time
Apparently, when something is new to me, my first instinct is to take a picture so that I find out about em later in the run
My gallery would reveal that I am bit sentimental too.
I take pictures of ordinary moments because, somehow, I know they won't always feel ordinary. A meal,a smile, a random outing, some quiet moment and a face I don't want to forget.
And then there are the screenshots.
Oh, the screenshots
This would probably expose my many interests, my random thoughts, the things I am learning, the things that inspire me, the things that make me laugh, and even the things I was curious about at 2 a.m.
My screenshots would probably tell a completely different version of my story.
My selfies would reveal something else: that I am learning to see myself differently.
Some days, I take several pictures because I feel beautiful, other days, I take them simply because I want proof that I was there, in that moment, living that particular version of myself.
And maybe that's what my camera roll really reveals.
Not a perfect life, but real one.
A life filled with firsts, ordinary days, difficult moments, laughter, the curiosities, food, people, places, learning, and tiny memories I decided were worth keeping.
My camera roll isn't just full of pictures but it is full of evidence that I was here.
That I experienced things, the ones I noticed.
The feeling that I lived
Maybe that's the story my gallery would tell about me that I find meaning in little moments, and I don't want them to disappear without a trace.
