I lost my camera. The last time I had it was the first of December when I went to a family reunion. Did I leave it in the motel room? Was it stolen? Have I just misplaced it?
I feel like I am missing part of my heart. My camera is an intricate part of me; part of how I express my emotions. My hands itch to hold it and frame scenes in front of me.
I lost my camera. I feel lost as well.