Saturday, October 18, 2014

so close, yet so far

Sometimes you are at the right place at the right time but you're not used to the camera you borrowed, and it doesn't focus on the right subject.

So you cry. And release deep anguish via an all-too-real sigh.
And make an oath to come to the next game, with a different set of equipment. Immediately, you wonder, why do I do this to myself?

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