Broken camera

My camera has been broken since my trip to the UK in 2009. I have been able to get around it and take pictures anyway. Now, I'm tired of having a fractured method of communication/expression. A few weeks ago, I took it in to a camera shop to have it assessed. I can have it fixed for maybe $140. Maybe when I'm done being a poor college student. 

Just out of spite for my camera, I took a few pictures anyway. 

At the moment I'm caught up in the weird space of time that follows a very high point. Having spent so much time, money, effort, and emotion into putting together the album...and finally finishing it and releasing it...suddenly there's silence. At first it was strange, and now I feel it makes perfect sense. 

And it's good because I will need the mind rest before heading into the busiest school term I've had yet. I'm glad I'm minoring in music.