My best friend moved away to start his PhD while I still had a year left in my undergrad. As part of his Vancouver bucket list, we walked the entire Seawall while listening to a Spotify playlist we made for the occasion. The playlist was named (creatively) "Walk the Seawall." I don't think I knew it then, but in hindsight, that was the beginning of my post-university-adulthood isolation.

Two years later, I was still walking that Seawall, and definitely feeling some type of way about it all. This time, I had my unjustifiably expensive impulse-purchase of a camera with me.