I don’t know about you, but I often wonder why we do to take so many photographs of our life and yet we don’t always record the moments of our lives on video. As an example, those domestic videos that you pay no interest when you were a teenager, begin to take courage when growing and watching them at some point in our lives causes us a mixture of nostalgia, joy and sadness that is quite difficult to explain.

I think it happens to me constantly. I always regret not having recorded more situations in my life. Maybe thinking in the future, mine, or for people who perhaps I still do not even know today. Could they know more about me if I recorded more about me or about the passed time?

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