In some ways, I'm still guided by the aesthetics I stumbled upon then I was 20. That was the first time I actually bothered to carry a camera on me when I went visiting people I've met online. The photographs turned out to be blurry, angled, but with a pretty good composition.
Now, I'm more in favor of grain than blur but it still feels about the same. A photograph should not be perfect, it should be alive and that means broken and idiosyncratic and scratched. It's in the small things.