My name is Leo and I was 8 years old when I had my first bout of tachychronia. The doctor explained to my mother that I was living at a faster pace, and everything appeared to be in fast-forward through my eyes. With the help of my grandfather, my mother did everything to organize my daily life. On my 9th birthday, she gave me a small camera that quickly became my only connection to the world that I struggled to perceive. Today, 8 years later, I continue to take a lot of photos, and the last person I captured on the street looked at me like no one else ever had. I don’t know who she is, but I will do everything in my power to get in touch with her.