I used to keep heaps of photo albums at home. I like the feel of having some ‘real’ photos on my hand. I love to flip through photo albums, moving my fingers over those photos, smiling at the faces that smiled back at me, reminiscing the captured moment, reliving those stored memories.

I remembered when I was young, I used to love visiting my aunts and uncles at their homes, where they kept some phone-book-thick photo albums under their coffee tables. It was like all their life stories and the precious moments of their lives were stored in those time-yellowed, dust-covered albums. I would browse through those photo albums with eyes wide with wonder.

After bidding my good old film-camera goodbye, the amount of my ‘real’ photos has dwindled dramatically. That’s how the advancement of technology has turned me into a lazy bum. I think I’ve printed out only a handful of pictures during my first few years of owning a digicam. After some time, I couldn’t be bothered printing them anymore.

When using a film camera, there is a need to develop the film in order to see those pictures. But this need has sort of disappeared while I could see those pictures instantly with a digicam.

However I really miss having some photo albums around now. The feeling is somehow different browsing through your ‘photo albums’ on your computer and holding them in your hand, no?