The Silent Room

All right. My throat is sore. My lips are dry.My tongue feels like sandpaper. One of my nostrils are blocked, and the other one runny like a broken pipe. Yes, I fucking hate flu. And there’s only one reason why I got it. One of the past few nights, I slept without my blanket because it was in the washing machine that night. Damn. Other blankets at home don’t comfort me as much as this one so I can never have them cover my body.

You’re not taking this thing away from me. Never.

I brought my camera to work today, on Albert’s request. We had some fun comparing gadgets and I taught him a few things about aperture and shutter speed while he tought me about colour balance effects. It was a lot of fun, and I got to use one of his Rubik cubes as a test subject. Got myself some pretty decent shots, too. You can find them here and here.

Hope you like these little photography escapades :p