Running Soft Through the Night You Were Bigger and Brighter and Whiter Than Snow
Due to a rather tragic misunderstanding between me, my laptop and my backup
hard drive, I’ve lost all my digital photographs. Gone are my pictures of
friends and exes and streets and whatever funny little things I saw while
walking around the city. Things that were striking, or beautiful or reminded
me of something else.
It’s like there was a fire in my apartment and all my photos were destroyed.
With a fire you are left with ashes. But digital? You have nothing. It’s as
though they never existed.





