Nothing to Document

I was looking for an old photo earlier and realized there are entire weeks in my camera roll now where almost nothing happened. A few pictures of something i needed to remember, maybe a photo somebody sent me, and then nothing again for days, that used to be completely impossible for me, I used to photograph everything, I had thousands of screenshots, pictures of whatever i was doing, things i wanted to draw later, conversations i wanted to remember, selfies, stupid things i saw outside, basically anything that seemed even slightly worth keeping. Even when i wasn’t posting them anywhere, apparently i still felt the need to have them. Looking back, i think part of it was proof to myself that i had actually been there. Here is what i looked like that day, here is what i was talking about, here is what i saw, here is what made me laugh, here is what i was thinking about. I could scroll backward and prove that i had occupied all of those days. Now i barely take screenshots at all and i…