When I think of my personal growth and how to evolve for the better I now realise it is all wrapped up in liberty. Freedom from unwanted restrictions. The ability to speak my views.
“Can you develop a film from an old disposable camera?”
I produce one from my bag and hand it over to the guy behind the counter.
“Haven’t seen one in a while. Can’t promise, but I’ll give it a go. When did you take the photos?” He inquired.
“Eleven years ago.”
Eleven years ago today, actually. I wasn’t likely to forget.
“Leave it with me. Come back in an hour.”