cameliarose93
The ache
Day 72/365
Very sick today. I dragged myself to hang out with some dear friends at an art gallery, and dragged myself home, only to find the cupboard cleaned of painkillers so I dragged myself to the pharmacy. When I returned I carried out a staring match with the camera, my friend had mentioned the fear of having their camera stolen. I stared at mine, do I care about it? Not really, I just want it to do what I say, yet somehow I felt it won the match.
The ache
Day 72/365
Very sick today. I dragged myself to hang out with some dear friends at an art gallery, and dragged myself home, only to find the cupboard cleaned of painkillers so I dragged myself to the pharmacy. When I returned I carried out a staring match with the camera, my friend had mentioned the fear of having their camera stolen. I stared at mine, do I care about it? Not really, I just want it to do what I say, yet somehow I felt it won the match.