weekend high part i

Many equate youth with living. However, that is not always the case. We only live our youth when we choose to feel sunlight against our skin, choose to risk and be open to make mistakes, choose to move on and not settle with what's okay, choose to travel and learn about people, when we choose to look up and observe the sky, when we choose to be hopeful amidst this problematic world. We don't shut our doors and lock ourselves in. We talk and make friends. We share and not hide. We smile ourselves with grins up to our ears. We sing like we don't have neighbors. We dream, we do, we live. In every age where we are.


This is the lovely, energetic Elay who made me feel like I'm seventeen again. Grateful to capture an afternoon of someone's seventeenth year.