I chose to take this picture in the woods behind my house where I used to play every day as a child. The white haze surrounding me is representative of the feeling of disconnect I get when revisiting my childhood. No matter how hard I try, I will never again be able to recapture that sense of wonder and joy. I am such a different person now than I was then, that it feels a little surreal going back to my old favorite spots, and I wonder what my younger self would think of me now.

I chose to take this picture in the woods behind my house where I used to play every day as a child. The white haze surrounding me is representative of the feeling of disconnect I get when revisiting my childhood. No matter how hard I try, I will never again be able to recapture that sense of wonder and joy. I am such a different person now than I was then, that it feels a little surreal going back to my old favorite spots, and I wonder what my younger self would think of me now.