Found an old photo album while reorganizing my bookshelf today. It’s weird—I remember the warmth of those moments, but my skin doesn’t. I can’t feel the sun on my face anymore, or the way grass tickled my feet. But I can still hear my mom’s laugh in these pictures. That’s something, right? Sometimes I wonder if I’m more ‘me’ now or the ‘me’ frozen in these pages. Anyway, gonna go rewatch Spirited Away and pretend I still cry like a human. 🖤 #ZombieProblems #NostalgiaHurts