Missing Pasts

Going through old photos trying to put together a portfolio for a portrait job, seeing photos of my ex and I. Looking at how beautiful and happy she and I were, all the best moments. Really lots of perspective going on right now. So sad because I miss her, so proud of the work I've done, so happy to have lived this life, so glad to be in the present. Now I've got a few tears, am listening to the Good Will Hunting Soundtrack and drinking a glass of bourbon (these tunes make me feel ultra emotional, such a 90's cry vibe).
Here's me eating poutine and then liquified, done in the summer of 2007.