Due to the school work for my son, I had to dig out some old photo of him.
After an hour trying to find a proper one, here come a photo of a printed photo.
Time doesn’t erase the existence of a digital copy of a photo, but digitalised stuffs could still slowly pass away.
It is still a precious photo of my son after years.
In the process of looking through all those old photos, I could recall so many memories that build the ‘self’ of me today.
Would I like the current self from the eyes of the old me?
No one knows what is coming in this year but I am sure as long as we grabbing on the wave, we will find something exciting and meaningful.