When I was a wee lad I used to pronounce gas as grass. I remember my Dad trying to correct me once at a gas station. I remember, for the life of me, not being able to get it right. I wonder what that was all about...
I also had this thing about blinking when I was a kid. I don't know where it came from, but I used to think of my eyelids as shutters. Whenever I came across something truly beautiful I used to blink, thinking that I was taking a picture of that moment; that I could hold onto that memory forever. Now that I look back on it, knowing that at my core I'm not much different from everyone else, I wonder if blinking in a moment of disbelief is somehow tied to this childish idea. You see it all the time whenever some does a double take, they blink. I wonder if we're taking pictures but we're just not aware of it because we've forgotten what it used to mean to blink. I still take these pictures from time to time. Of course I know it amounts to nothing and it doesn't actually work... but I think it's a cute idea. And it's happening all the time so I can do it without anyone knowing... these people never know what I'm trying to hold onto; what I want to remember.
DS333, the shutter bug. *blink*
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