i lost all of my belongings after getting robbed at knifepoint a few days ago.

my photos, my work, for the past months. gone. my cameras. gone. my dirty smelly clothes. also gone. (okay, i dont care so much about them)

but some lessons have to be learned the hard way or they will never be learned.  and when something like this happens, it gives you a hell of a lot of time to think about things. things you wouldn´t think about if it didn´t happen.

so, i have my health, i have my friends, i have my family. it could be always, always be a hell of a lot worse.

but damn, do i ever miss my camera…….