[MarceliusK]

Looking at old FB posts feels like reading an internet time capsule from a version of myself that barely exists

[araes]

Fading spectre of person you once were.

Archived images barely remembered.

Time stands long frozen.

Dust of memories.

A museum of former self.

[MarceliusK]

Exactly. It’s eerie how digital footprints outlast the emotions that created them