Photographs

It is just ten minutes before midnight when I wake up. I don't feel well rested, I don't feel calm, I don't want to get up because it's the middle of the night and it will be a long day that I don't want to start. But I can't sleep either. What's in front of my mind's eye are - old class photos. From elementary and high school. Not one year in particular, not a few people in particular, I just keep seeing all those, as if a slideshow, I keep seeing all the kids I went to school and grew up with... I can't really figure out why. I wonder where those pictures are now, I know mother put them away too many years ago... I wonder where my memories are, which drawer is hiding them, would I even remember all the faces, all the names, anything that happened at all? Why would I even want to remember? It's not like I ever really had a good time or enjoyed myself... back then. I wonder where my life is?