Looking back

What is it about looking back at pictures that tend to spark a part of our brain to recollect and remember everything from the moment that photo was taken. What is it about that particular moment locked in time that brings us back to the exact time, place, and even the emotions we were feeling. What is this affect about photos?

Isn't it intriguing and so spectacular that every momentous event in our lives are not only written down through books, or engraved in our memory, but it's frozen unto a piece of paper. So what's the point of me writing this? I was looking through some albums I posted up on facebook: albums of my first-ever family vacation to Florida, my trip to India, freshmen year, prom, and so on. Flipping through each picture sparked many new yet nostalgic feelings. Ah, the good times eh? Yes, the good times.

So here are my top pics of today's session:






















Thought I'd throw him in there too, he's pretty awesome:

and so is he: