I woke up in the morning and turned off the alarm. I stretched and yawned and tried to get this matte-like stuff off of my teeth with my tongue. I rolled over and came face to face with my camera lens with which i was fiddling the night before. It was cloudy and i didn't want to get up. I saw a book on the table next to my bed, and promptly slapped my hand on it and slid it down onto the bed next to my lens and me. There was a glass full of water on the table and through it i could see my Photo album which shows a part of itself wa-a-a-y in the background. This whole morning kinda got me in a picturesque mood, so i started setting up, and after a few minutes of fiddling arouned with all sorts of contents on the taple i placed my camera on the table across from all of the stuff and made my shots. Thus giving you my vision of "Photography"
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