I have been toting my camera around everywhere. Pretty shoddy picturetaking skills notwithstanding, I found that it is not too bad a way to be aware of your surroundings. The world is my subject, and I will use it… or so is what I think, anyway. Mostly I take pictures without a human subject in it; it simply feels awkward to take a candid picture of someone whom I did not ask to see if it was okay to, indeed, get a picture taken.
That aside, I have realized one thing while looking through the pictures that I have taken… they bring back memories, do they not? I sat down to write a post today, and wondered what I was going to write: I had forgotten about it. Nonetheless, I plugged in my memory card into the computer, hoping to find something else to write about (I cannot be away for too long from updating, that defeats the purpose of having a blog). And then… voila, I found what I wanted to write about.
So, who’s up for some snacks? I thought of writing about how I wanted snacks but did not know what to get once I got to the store… it’s probably a lost cause, though. Anyhow.
I wonder how much of the stuff I know can be recalled by looking through the pictures I have taken during that time. Never mind the saying “picture is worth a thousand words,” and never mind the fact that the picture was not well-taken. This is probably the reason why people continue to take shoddy pictures en masse and the little digital cameras sell like pancakes…
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