Forgotten paths

After recently coming across a folder of old negatives it quickly became apparent how much of my life is a complete blur to me. Even more so if I see pictures of myself taken by other people - I was obviously there but nothing in my memory bank will confirm that.
That’s one good thing about blip - even though I can come across a blip pic that I don’t recall taking without having seen it on the screen first. At least I’ll remember that B and I went for a short walk around the locality today.