mamabunny

I love to slowly pour milk into water and watch it as it makes little fractal patterns. They are really distict for a split second, before it turns into a cloudy blurr. I must be crazy. I want to go grab a camera and take pictures of this.

A couple years ago i was obsessed with taking pictures of clouds. I would literally pull over on the side of the highway, crappy camera, heavy traffic and all. One day, as the sun was setting, i was trying to speed home to get more film. I pulled up, and jumped out of the car with my camera, and started to run up the stairs. I was SO damn set on taking pictures of THIS particular moment. As i ran up, i stumbled(slow motion and all) falling on my knee, watched my camera fall to the ground, bust open and expose the film i had in it. I sat there for a second, starting to cry, because i was more scared that i had hurt myself, more than i did. I also realized that the film in the camera, was the only film i had of my hair down to knees, before i cut it. Now, this may sound silly for boys, but this was really upsetting to me. On top of all this, i was missing the sunset! So, i got up with my scraped knee, tossled hair, and red face and went inside. I was crying like a pathetic baby, and my then boyfriend was tryiing to figure out what was wrong. i kept saying, "I'm missing the sunset. I had to get this film, my camera is cracked." I guess this was one of those 'moments' , ya know. He put his hands on my shoulders very calmly, like he always was about everything and said, "Lindsey, you cant take pictures of all the sunsets. You cant keep that stored in some camera. They will always be there. Its OK."
I feel like there is some moral to this story. Regardless, I didnt take any pictures that day, but i will always remember it.