There was a time in my life when I would see things happening or even not happening around me. Sometimes these sightings were obscure, sometimes comical. Years back I saw a couple in their late 80's in front of a Wendy's. She wore a wedding gown. Her vail was blowing in the wind. She held the cup holder and a Wendy's bag while her groom (in a vintage tux) changed their flat tire. Back then a typical feeling overcame me--- my camera! Where is it??? No film! Why now?? I had my young son with me. I spun my car into the mini mall lot and we ran into the Rite-Aid for a throw away camera. When I came out-- they were both sitting in their car eating burgers and a young boy was fixing their tire. I had to say hello and congratulations but worried they might see the sadness in my eyes. I missed the shot. The vision of that couple and might I confess-- many other visions-- still haunts me today. I used to wish my eyes could have a direct connect to an internal shutter that saves. Who could have known that I wasn't too far off from getting my wish. These days-- every day, every moment is an adventure. I have stopped worrying that something extraordinary or even ordinary might happen to spite me- a me without my gear. Even a trip to the BMV gave me a treasure in the above shot chairs. I found such humor in them as they waited-- just like the rest of us. At the end of each day I love to look back on my day and base it on what I got instead of what I missed. May sound crazy to some-- but to me it's a life changer.