pictures of the past

tonight, I discovered that all of my phone pics were automatically being backed up to my computer.

I guess that's iCloud? I have no idea. I am not even sure what iCloud is except that it is a major pain in my ass when asking me to re-download my music and deleting my many, many precious songs from my phone. F you, iCloud. I DON'T NEED YOU.

I discovered all these pics that I hadn't seen in months (because I'm constantly having to delete pics from my phone because of storage issues... get me the 64g stat)

I was overcome with so much emotion. I had taken several of these pictures during work conferences, or just to see what I looked like before going in to work. So there I was. There were my coworkers... captured in time.

Little did I know it would end so abruptly.

I swear you guys... I feel as though I am going through a break up.

It doesn't hurt to drive past the building... okay, it hurts a little. But to see past pictures of myself when I was so happy and felt so accomplished.

It hurts.

I'm even listening to this super "break-upy" song as I write this.

Well. Maybe it was time to break up, and since I didn't have a human to do it with, it had to be this job.