A camera.
*sighing*
In a nutshell, my camera broke.
*weeping silently*
Irreparable.
*weeping audibly*
We can't afford to replace it, not anytime soon.
*downright crying*
Not having a camera makes my soul ache. Sounds melodramatic, but it's true.
*sobbing*
I'm a photographer without a camera and this leaves me somewhat disoriented. With each passing day I feel a sense of loss as my eye sees photographs that I won't shoot.
*deeeeeeeeeeep breath*
Someday, this will be mine:
I've been obsessing about this camera. Just having decided which camera will be my next companion makes me feel a bit better...like I'm involved in a long-distance relationship and I know when we'll be together again. Or, rather, that we'll be together again. Or something.
Whatever. I'm going to go read the specs on my new baby again.
*smiling*
