"Many times, it really does just sneak up on us. One day, we're still covered by our parents' insurance policy, we're going to school, we're barely employed and loving it, we're having relationship problems but they're just flimsy and throw-away and then we get whiplashed into the dicey waters. We suddenly have our own insurance man or woman and we're starting to develop a distaste for birthdays - lying about our age and generally relishing the way things used to be when we were kids. Dinners were easier (we didn't cook and we didn't pay for any of the food). People were more accommodating and pleasant. Smiles and hugs went a lot further and there were no such things as irony or sarcasm - that we could make out as it wasn't for us to say or comprehend."
This shot makes me think that time still exists even if it's only captured/felt in photographs.
