Saturday, June 26, 2004

a little slice of contentment

Last night I dreamed that my old school chums and I had gone on a road trip in a van to one of the Hill stations, most likely Nathiagali. Once there, I was on a shooting spree with my camera. Taking pictures of the grassy knolls and everything around me, I realized this was the closest to truly happy I had ever been.

Is it such a surprise then, that upon being rudely awakened at two pm for lunch, I got mildly depressed. Had I any photographic talents, I probably would have loved to become a professional photographer. Travel (which I love), taking photos (which I do anyway at the slightest provocation), and freelance assignments. What could be better?

Misha at Saturday, June 26, 2004

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