writing though a lens

as the snow poured down, I was snapping pictures.

snap, snap. snap, snap.

my parents were just staring at me like I was crazy.

I was snapping away, completely ignoring them.

through the lens of my canon rebel t3i, I could see a story coming together.

then, after coming inside and hopping onto the computer, I typed.

the sound of my fingers on the keys was harmony.

as my sister stared at me while I typed, I knew that I was writing through a lens.

writing through the lens.
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whenever I take pictures, I see a story coming along. that's when I type.

so what did you think?