I held his small body close, and pressed him against my cheek. I whispered gently that he had been my good friend for so long, and that he had been there for me through almost everything. I told him I was sad to see him go, but all friends must part ways at some point. He had a new journey to take, and so did I.
I could feel the resentment and the sadness he was bottling up inside. He knew that I was abandoning him forever, replacing him with someone newer and better. But faithful friend that he was, he said nothing. I gently kissed his cool metal skin one last time, then placed the naked body of my 20D into the folds of paper and bubble wrap. I sealed him into his cardboard coffin resolutely with an excess of duct tape and tried not to feel sad.
These are the last pictures that I took with my old camera... he didn't even mind that I let water droplets seep into his mechanical innards -- he clicked away calmly, sweetly recording the last moments of our time together. I will miss you my friend. RIP.
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