Do you remember life before the internet?

I still remember what it felt like to wait for photos to be developed.

You’d take pictures without knowing exactly how they’d turn out. No preview or filters.

Then came the waiting. You’d bring the roll to the shop, and for a while, forget what you even captured.

And when the photos were finally ready, there was this strange kind of excitement. You’d flip through each one slowly, trying to remember the exact moment it was taken. Some turn out to be blurry, some had bad lighting.

It wasn’t all perfect but the photos somewhat felt more alive.