There is always a feeling that creeps up my spine, a rather unpleasant dread, that comes over me when things come to an end. But, it’s already January 8th and the new year is here, somehow I missed the nostalgia of the years end. Anyway, in an attempt to reflect on the year past I scanned through my hard drives. I found hours of wonderful images of people I dearly love. Details of places left behind and events never to occur again. I keep telling myself I am going to create some sort of story from all these clips but I don’t really understand what they all mean yet. My job is to tell other people’s stories, but the hardest one I’m finding is my own.