more than a photo

This photo seems as though it was a life time ago. Another place, another time, another me. When I took this photo I still believed in God, in a rather profound and unwavering way, I’d almost call it an arrogant kind of way. When I took this photo I had a set of friends I never though I’d be with out. When I took this photo I thought I knew a lot about life, about how it worked. When I took this photo I thought I knew the direction my life was heading. This bright orange flower in the checkered vase at the time was a moment captured, a seemingly insignificant moment, but now, now it becomes a brief illustration of the life I had, the life I never want to return too. It was in the times that I thought I had it all together, it was in the times that I thought I knew most of the answers, it was in that time in which I was most miserable. Life, I’ve found out since, is not meant to be figured out, just discovered.