My memory is kept by the pictures. Almost to a point that is scary. Everything is visual. Even when I write, I write as if I'm trying to create a picture with words. My happiness is looking at the moments frozen in time or the videos with movement and talking. My memories fade quickly, I can't hear the voice, don't remember the words. At this moment in my life, I think my "niche" is putting words and pictures together. I want to use pictures to tell every story as a record of the moment, or a person's personal story or just thoughts where you find the pictures that match the words. No doubt my retirement is planned at 42.
