After I found out, that there is no chance -at all- to recover my digital raw photos -there were thousands of them- I lost my enthusiasm for weeks to take new pictures.

See, I am a man, who embraces,and reversely fed by his past -alternative use of 'feedback' I found it hehe-
Unfortunately I tend to FORGET things, names, faces and sometimes even moments... - especially moments while i was pissed drunk-
So here you got your dilemma!
The solution I found was -after my lovely 10d had arrived- to document moments, faces, places , like the confused man, who forgets; but remembers again thanks to his tattoos and Polaroids he made.
...

Now I lost proof of my humble existence in all those moments.
And there is no one left in Istanbul to tell you about my saga.
Believe me, that's sad!
"All those moments, will be lost in time like tears in rain..."

However, one should get used to have obligatory 'restarts' in life as early as possible. -maybe that's why we've got microsoft-
I'm going to be a scientist -one way or other- and my few months of researching experience already taught me science is about finding the enthusiasm for restarts!

Nowadays, especially after my dear friend -the last 'Loss of data'- left, I'm "building my little house deep in the desert".
I began to have my seclusion times in my lovely campus room -come and visit me!-, working in the lab, reading papers, and brainstorming about new projects, most importantly to keep RECORD of everything not to forget!

Wait for my improved version.
Coming this December!