Recently I'm facing quite an inspirational drainage. My thesis is not going too well, which is something that I would have completely gotten hysterical about if it was only a couple of years ago. In stead I calmly accept my defeat, and acknowledge the fact that I will have to push the deadline until over the summer. Too much has happened in my life lately for me to ignore it and so easily move on. It has accumulated, and exhausted me. It was just a matter of time before I had to confront that.
I looked through a bunch of old photos today and it made me sentimental. This is from a couple of films I took last summer, when my Spotmatic was still pretty fresh to me but just about to falter. I still have hopes that the camera will recover after I'll send it to a second specialist in Nashville.
By the way: when we are talking about Pentax cameras, I rediscovered this wonderful site. Oh, how I love good pictures coupled with beautiful storytelling.
