It was a new day. A brand new day. The sun had entered the sky to paint the landscape around the house. My house. I was the house and the house was me. My thoughts were stone and the day brought rebirth.
Boredom took me on an exploration of the attic. Its dust and clutter. Left alone in its stillness. Storage space for forgotten items. Unloved and useless, ugly and depressing, but dont feel sorry for the items – they are just hiding.
I discovered a box. It had been discovered many times. In the box was a camera. It was a Finepix A800. 8.3 mega pixels. I did not have a camera to photograph the camera.
We would have adventures.