Take a picture of my old self. Write on the back “this will one day be a memory”. Let the sepia tones sink in my brain.

Stare through it for hours. Become the place in time.

Become the changing leaves and stop judging them for letting go.

Tell myself I can recreate the same smile in the picture if I really try. It was all make believe, but still worth it.

Find everything you keep, even if it’s laced in sadness. Trust that it was meant for you.

Help yourself up when you’ve fallen. Take pictures of every version and decide which one is worthy of keeping. -AMT©️