I’ve spent a whole afternoon looking at photographs. Well, more like five minutes. I see my two best friends on a ferris wheel. Even though you can barely see their faces since the cart shook right when my finger pressed down on the white button. The darkness, and light all mushed together. It forms a whole new picture. I see in my one friend’s eyes the sadness of it being our last day on vacation together. Since I decided to take one last picture of them to remember this day. I saw my other friend wearing the glasses she thrifted, when we went thrift shopping for a whole day. I see the shirt I thrifted on my other friend, that I decided to give to her. I see my bucket hat on my friend, since she always says I have the best hats.