pictureless

as i move towards the end of one path of my life, i've been so much less able to take pictures. except for some photos for work, it's been a few days without taking any pictures. i was going to let another day go by without posting, but realized i could post without a picture, with just words.
my memory works in images, though, so perhaps that's why pictures seem so important. i always thought that was why my version of history is so much more subjective. pictures can be intrepreted in so many ways.
you are the historian, the one that remembers things as they were (you are a mix of romantic and realist), how do you remember?