I stumbled across a set of photographs taken (I think) in the late 90s or maybe 2000 when I was just a little pipsqueak visiting an ex-bf in Chicago. That trip had been all but erased from memory until I found these photos.
These were hastily and poorly scanned straight from the b+w negatives in low resolution around the same time these were taken. No edits have been made.
That's where I was in Chicago over ten years ago: trying to stop something that was already in motion, wishing there was a way to freeze time. By the end of the trip, after a million tear-filled break ups and a million overly dramatic promise-filled make-ups, we realized that we were on different paths in life.
It was one of the last times we ever saw each other.
Film: Kodak T-Max 400 B+W
Scanned from negatives