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As I’ve said before (see post 1), I love looking through old pictures. The mood strikes me at the most random of times…including times when I don’t actually have old photos to look through.

I was feeling nostalgic yesterday at work, and started to go through my photos stored in my iPhoto Library. Not exactly the same as digging through piles of paper Kodak packets…but close enough.

Oddly enough, what struck me wasn’t the bazillion posed photos of me and my friends, but the dozens of photos that I had accidentally taken when my camera had gone off.

Clockwise from the top left: my bedroom, somewhere on the Oregon campus, fence in SF, cabin pool in Grant's Pass, my cat Sawyer, random street in SF, dorm room view at Oregon, my dog Tucker, front of my high school, blurry pic of meter maid getting towed

I was totally annoyed at first, since this is definitely due to my complete inability to take any decent picture, and my constant klutziness. But then, I started to really think about where each picture had come from. It made me approach these memories in a completely different and totally abstract way. Kind of like a guessing game.

Clockwise from top left: A sleepover with some girls from my dorm sophomore year, an ex boyfriend's hand, another mistake photo from the sleepover, a random party from sophomore year, my 20th birthday party, a shot of my little brother Seth, my friend Amy, my friend Olga at Indigo in Eugene, a random party, the top of Courtney's head, on the walk to Autzen Stadium

Clockwise from top left: A sleepover with some girls from my dorm sophomore year, an ex boyfriend's hand, another mistake photo from the sleepover, a random party from sophomore year, my 20th birthday party, a shot of my little brother Seth, my friend Amy, my friend Olga at Indigo in Eugene, a random party, the top of Courtney's head, on the walk to Autzen Stadium

Instead of just looking at the photos and absorbing the memory, it was fun to look at it and try to work out the memory in my mind. The thought process was more along the lines of “Well that looks like a street…I think that’s a street, definitely at night. When was I taking pictures at night? Oh yeah after I went to dinner at Sauce…what happened after?…AHA!”

That “Aha!” moment makes remembering the memory all the better…

Plus, the collages of these random photos look pretty cool.

So. Long story short: I highly recommend this slightly different route down memory lane.

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