All good things must come to an end.
Such is the case with my beloved digital camera.
2 1/2 years, 5000 pictures, 3 continents, and countless unforgettable memories later, I must say goodbye.
It all ended last Friday night when I was at a party and it was dropped. The conclusion that I have come to is that nobody is as skilled with the art of drunken picture taking as I am. Not even close.
This thing has literally seen me through my university years ever since I got it as a Christmas present from my aunt in 2003. Earlier today I performed invasive surgery and alas I was not skilled enough to fix the camera. In fact I don’t think even the most skilled camera surgeon could fix it. Something deep inside is broken. The heart lay still inside.
goodbye.
