I miss my camera...my notebook, when I am without one.
My voice when I can not find the words.
My emotions understood.
My discoveries in even the most familiar of places.
My eyes wanting others to see.
My camera takes me to the heart of my soul.
Cathy Nevin
Tues. Mar. 6, 2012
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