Stuff

When I was in Italy one of my favorite sentimental shots is of my stuff, all the things I had with me while laying in the grass reading at the park. It's crazy how we can look back on our everyday objects that were once so close to us. Some of our stuff has history, stories, hardships (especially my sunglasses that I drop regularly). Looking at a picture like that brings me back to that time like no other. I want to remember senior year of college at CSUMB, about to graduate. It's one crazy feeling.