Through My Own Two

All good things must come to an end.

But where one chapter closes, another begins.

This past semester has been an experience like no other. Traveling with a camera felt like I was making new discoveries in the very city I was born. Despite being in Atlanta most of my life, I was able to take pictures in places I had never been to. When I look at all the photos I’ve taken in the past five months, it’s as if I see the progression of my perspective growth.

Looking at these photos, I reminisce over my recent memories in satisfaction.

I’m grateful for these memories I captured.

These photos reflect my experience from my own two eyes.