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There aren't any pictures of me naked here. It's just the title. You can scroll down in confidence.
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Well, it's happened. I didn't take my camera with me when I walked to work today (intentionally... I knew I didn't have time to stop and take any pictures either on the way there or coming home) and I really felt like something was missing. Half of me wanted to close my eyes and try to find my way back without seeing anything, in case some amazing shot appeared before me and I died from the agony of not being able to get it. The other half of me wanted to look everywhere, convinced that Murphy would be at work and, if I couldn't shoot whatever it incredible thing it turned out to be, at least I could see it.
As it was, nothing miraculous happened. No fires, no riots, no supermodel protest marches... so I'm safe for another day. Tomorrow I'm taking it, though...
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Thanks for your thoughts, Darryl. A couple of weeks ago, Jon & I went for a walk in Carburn Park. I thought about taking my camera, but decided not to bother with it. The only time I have been to the park and have seen 2 muskrats - out of the water on a log, as well as swimming around - was that day. There could be a spiritual lesson here about missed opportunities as well.
It always happens. I'm actually convinced that it really did happen on my walk home... I just didn't notice....
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