some things entertain others just that little bit more.

So I really miss my camera. I really really do.

I know you’ll just be all “Ooh la de da, it’s a camera, it’s not even that important, it’s not like it’s water or fucking oxygen”
But it sorta is.

I’ve gotten way way way into photography over the last few months since I got my new camera, and to be honest, it’s changed my view on things just a bit. I take way too many photos, far too many, but I love memories.

I love looking back through photos. Photos of things that make me smile. Like this.

Or photos that were just freak accidents, and turned out to be pretty amazing.

Or things people just don't believe or understand unless you show them a photo, because it’s just that ridiculous, or hard to explain.
 

Or just days I feel like going outside and taking photos of plants, or ants, or anything, just taking photos.

But the photo’s that I’ll miss taking most of all, and the reason for this whole post, was just sitting here in the mornings, before I’m proper awake, pointing the camera out my window and taking photos of pigeons. That’s why I miss my camera, because I don’t even know what to do with my morning anymore. I miss people going through my camera and looking at me like a freak when they see a photo of a pigeon. It used to make me laugh. :)
Pretty hard.
 

I really do miss my camera.

I’m not looking forward to the next time I go somewhere and I want to take photos. It’s a pretty empty frustrating feeling, knowing I wont be able to look back on it or show people what I’ve been up to.

But I guess, I can’t just pull out $700 and go buy one. Debt’s gotta come first now.