As they say, hindsight is 20/20; in my case, thousands of ordinary photographs of my teens and twenties have kept a visual diary of the past. I had an obsession with photographing every outing, every encounter with friends and family, only to annoy those around me by shoving cameras in their faces for unwanted portraits. This is a few of those portraits of people that have been a part of my past: each one a reminder of how fleeting evert passing moment is, how much intensity there is in the bonds you make with each person you meet.