So I'm almost done packing up my life. But I've come across my most favorite camera, and I can't bring myself to part with it. But you see, it's an oatmeal canister. Or at least it was in its past life. I built this camera as a project in college. . . but it was my first pinhole camera that I used as a freshman in high school that triggered my interest in photography. And look where that got me!
So parting with this is a bit harder than most. So maybe I'll stick it in some box and after I've lived without it for a few years, parting with it won't feel as depressing. I'm allowed one silly sentimental thing now and again, right?