it is not about me this time. it is about who makes me who i am.
my son was born at the time when the “digital era” was just a little pus. hence, photos are from a decade-old, real-life, dust-collecting, album. we didn’t have digital camera back then and internet social life (beyond chat rooms and forums) was just an idea, forgive my scrapbook-y photos.
and no. i am NOT going to upload 12 years worth of photos.