There was an evening where I felt something unsettling in my conscious mind. I felt like I was an animal that could sense an earthquake or some natural disaster that was about to happen. Of course, nothing happened that night because I'm obviously still alive. But it was an awkward feeling, nonetheless. That night, I wondered what I could've painted if I had tried to. Instead, I went around the house taking photos while talking on the phone. It kept me from going crazy.
ooMy camera is now working, thank goodness. Oh, and so is my laptop! I'm only left with minor dust particles trapped in the LCD screen. But other than that, it works perfectly fine. It's odd that the more I try to take care of something, the more it messes up. In the six years that I've used my Sony T3, nothing has ever happened to it. Not even a drop on the floor.
Now what was I supposed to be doing....thesis. Right.
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