Today, I've just been reading a lot. I'm about halfway through The Lovely Bones and it's been making me think.
I also opened up an old book sitting on my bookshelf, entitled 'The Encyclopedia of Photography', labeled as Volume 2 AQ-BAC. It has photographic terms, techniques, artists, and that sort of stuff written alongside old film photographs, both in black and white and color. In the center of the book, I found a stash of old newspaper clippings, cards, letters, notes and drawings. Some were as old as sixth grade, and some as new as September. That was super exciting and I spent quite some time reading and looking through them. Some brought back really good memories and there were a few that made me cry my eyes out.
But remembering is good, and so I felt good.
I am going to return the stash and the book back to where I found it, so I can 'find' it again in the future.
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