A few days ago I got back from the countryside where i missed my camera like hell. I don`t know for sure, but I guess not having HER around made me as melancholic as I was.
It`s sooo shitty to have all these wonderful things to shoot (some of them unique) and not have what to shoot them with! I mean, c`mon, how often do you see a dead horse floating on a Danube shore, half wet, filthy and rotten, half bathing in the sun and carressed by flowy willow branches?! Not to mention the breathtaking scenery. The sunlight, soooo playful and audacious, the bizarre willow forests (some surrounded by dark shallow puddles), the shivering water and colourful little frogs... these are just glimpses of a pure day, a day meant not for spending, but for indulging in it, for dream diving. You know, I did promise myself to go back there a.s.a.p. with a camera, be it a new one or my baby-mended, fixed, all better.
AH, shit, there i go again - this cigarette is sooo delightful, especially since I promised myself not to smoke anymore....why do I love all my bad habbits?!


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