Give her a Polaroid and she’ll give you a story.
Peoples faces plastered over her walls, sometimes strangers become a part of your journey in ways you can only express with photographs.
Laughs felt, eyes met, as we chase that mysterious sunset. Always in a rush, yet always on time... we gather together to watch it leave, but no one really knows where it’s going.
A developing moment, caught tightly in between her fingers as she watches it take life.
Colours that make her smile, she knows this one’s here to stay.
Maybe... she likes memories more than she likes selfies.
