Nothing I could salvage, even with the hardest highest-contrast paper I could find. It was hopeless. I felt like shit. Like failure. Dad wouldn't have...approved, I'm sure of that.Just a fuckup. That's what it felt like and that's what it was. So, no, I didn't cry, but I felt like it. I solved it the way I'd solved so many similar things over the years: I cut it out of my life. I told myself it was because I was bored with it, that I hated darkroom work, that I was only doing it because Dad did. I was meditating when Cara came home. She hesitated and then came to sit in a nearby chair. I finally sighed and looked at Cara, “You stink of sex. Either take me to bed or go wash.”She looked at me and then smiled as she stood and walked out. I shook myself, I had just finished meditating and here I am… I stood and stretched before heading into the kitchen. The days passed slowly into weeks and more often then not all of Cara’s girlfriends spent their time here. I became frustrated not just. More

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