Letting go.

Been part of me for years, now I have to let go. All the memories…

I mean, my finger nails.

One of my finger nail broke, so I cut them all as I have promised myself to cut it all if even one of them is broken.

Well, I guess I wont get that ‘attraction’ anymore when going out taking photo.

Most memorable was during the trip to Cambodia, where kids surrounded me and the local pulls my hand so they can see if it is real or not.

There you go. Now gotta find that nailcutter.