Deal with it
Still OK. Heart still aches for my photographs. I did not back up my photograhs since early November so whatever I took after are all gone. The London Aquarium ones, the Wembley stadium ones, my favourite sunset at Westminster ones - all gone. I keep telling myself to deal with it and that I can learn to live without them. Difficult. Losing things that trigger my memories and my favourite random shots pains me more than anything else.
I want the person(s) to rot and die. I wish his/her/their privates rot and infest with maggots and they die of maggot bites.
Spookily, Sam lost all her digital photographs on New Years Eve too. Her brother formatted her thumbdrive and she couldn't get them back. So yesterday, we met up and wallowed in self-pity and how our lives resemble in such a strange way. I wonder were we twins in our past lives.
I want the person(s) to rot and die. I wish his/her/their privates rot and infest with maggots and they die of maggot bites.
Spookily, Sam lost all her digital photographs on New Years Eve too. Her brother formatted her thumbdrive and she couldn't get them back. So yesterday, we met up and wallowed in self-pity and how our lives resemble in such a strange way. I wonder were we twins in our past lives.