I know it's not cloud but it's something similar. This hard drive goes missing like every year. It's got old footage of my life in Thailand, going about our days in my home town. My dad weren't good at keeping record of me as I was getting older. I rarely have photographs of my younger self.
The videos are like vlogs (mind you my great uncle was like 70 at the time), of him visiting us and going on little adventures with every one—my 3 siblings and my dad included. They feature awkward moments like when I didn't want to be filmed or me being captured right after I was crying. I love looking at them and seeing me interact with my siblings because I don't get to do that now. I love to see me at the beach pointing out a sea cucumber and doing a demonstration for the camera.
You see, I don't have the best relationship with my dad and I moved out of home very early. So even seeing him on an old camcorder helps me to forgive him. He looks like just any other person being a dad for the first time.
I'm not quite sure why I leave it around so non-chalantly since its a very important piece of history for me. I am scared of it a little bit. Every time I do a big clean up and stumble upon it—you can find me on my laptop going through every second of it. Then it goes again into the abyss somewhere. Until we meet again.
