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[22 Jan 2003|06:03am] |
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I took a break.
I don't really know what the point of my break was, I just wanted to do my thing. And by "doing my thing" I mean doing nothing. I found myself taking a lot of pictures. I've always been sort of interested in photography, not that I'm particularly good at it, but it's a fun thing to do. There's something amazing about the way you can capture something in a picture. Pictures really do say a thousand words. They can tell a story, they can define an emotion. I don't know why that fascinates me so much, but it does. So I ran around the city taking pictures of everything. I made it my goal to get at least one picture that tells a story or defines an emotion. However, about fifty rolls of film later, I had no luck. I'm glad I didn't though, because at least now I'll be motivated to keep looking for that picture. You know, it's something to do with my time. I guess I'm just not the photographer type, but at least it's fun.
That was pointless.
Who watched Charmed? I was great.
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