I was packing up at work today. For a work project, I brought in my GH5 camera and was packing it up in its home in a Tenba BYOB case.
In its pocket was the tags and whatnot that come with it.
Then I had to stop for a second as my heart kind of dropped.
I remember buying this exact thing with Lita before I left on my Utah trip last year.
I can play through that day like it was yesterday… and I have a rather shitty memory for the most part. But that day… I remember commenting that “oh it’s cheap” and as I was checking out it was around $40 and Lita snarked at me with a “cheap?”
But so it goes.
Time passes. Some wounds heal. Some just get smaller over time.
Sometimes you just need a random trigger and things rush back all at once.