“the stones from my enemies…these wounds will mend, but i cannot survive the roses from my friends.”
-ben harper
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so i’ve been going through my photo library and migrating it over to a program that can handle all the RAW images i’ve been capturing on the dSLR. (this includes roughly 15000 pictures of buster….oh and lots of signs for some reason.)
as a general rule, i rarely delete photos b/c storage is cheap and you never know when in the future you’re going to want to flashback to the past. with that being said, i’ve got a fair amount of pictures that i cant stand to have around anymore.
(who would have known a few birthday parties worth of pictures could induce such a visceral response.)
with that in mind, i’ve purged my photo library of one too many reminders of what it’s like to take a knife in the back; while i wont have photos to remind me of how sad people can be, i’ve got the scars and they’ll do just fine.
