You know this story.
There's a fire and you can only grab your most prized possessions
and you have only about 3-5 minutes (if that).
What do you grab?
That's easy.
I grab my photos.
My camera is a reliable best friend and like a third eye. It allows me to capture each fleeting moment I witness. It gives me a nostalgic photo journal that is my most prized possession, allowing me to look back on life and see things I may have missed the first time around.
I guess you could say my love affair with fantasy and the fictional world establishes a lack of connection with reality, but that just makes my life more exciting.
(I'm still terrified of posting Polaroids on my walls, in the event that a fire really DOES happen and I'm not able to grab them all before they are incinerated and gone forever.)
Mes meilleurs amis. Je les manque.

1 comment:
I'm glad you still have those pictures with you! Though I mnust say, I'm not the most flattering in that shot :)
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