Every second I spend on this site makes me realise I miss a huge part of my past. 'Work'.
I used to like photography, had a feeling I was quite good in it. Not great, but ok. I loved to hide behind my camera. My favourite way to tell people what I saw, what I wanted to see, what I captured while other people were just listening.
All of a sudden, it was taken away from me. Literally, my cam was taken away. Figuratively my life as I knew it drastically had to change. I survived. I miss it. I hope to take it up, sooner or later.

This was one of my favourites, a way to create a postcard of my dreams. Probably I'll take some time to talk a bit more about it.

This was about the last one I took...
:-)
I used to like photography, had a feeling I was quite good in it. Not great, but ok. I loved to hide behind my camera. My favourite way to tell people what I saw, what I wanted to see, what I captured while other people were just listening.
All of a sudden, it was taken away from me. Literally, my cam was taken away. Figuratively my life as I knew it drastically had to change. I survived. I miss it. I hope to take it up, sooner or later.

This was one of my favourites, a way to create a postcard of my dreams. Probably I'll take some time to talk a bit more about it.

This was about the last one I took...
:-)
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