Today my photo frame finally arrived, and I could make some space on my desk at last. For many weeks I had my Polaroid memories lying all over the place. They kept sliding around whenever I worked, and I kept telling myself that I would hang them up soon. But like many small tasks, it took a while until I actually did it.
So when the frame arrived, I took a little time to arrange all the Polaroids. I placed them on the frame in a way that felt right and then glued them down carefully. It was a nice moment because each picture brought back a memory from the past months. Polaroid photos have a very different feeling compared to digital pictures. They are more personal and more physical, and you tend to value them more because you only get one shot.
After I finished arranging everything, I hung the frame on the wall. Now the memories finally have a proper place and no longer take up space on the desk. The frame is now hanging right next to some of my favorite music legends. On the wall I already have posters and prints of Papa Roach, Jimi Hendrix, and Robert Plant.