Patchara fixed my camera hood — and honestly, kinda fixed my attitude too. Three months in Bangkok and I’m still figuring out when “I’ll fix it later” is just me being lazy vs. when I’m basically punching my own wallet by dropping my bag on concrete. Fair point. Took the cheap cleaning kit home too because apparently my camera deserves more TLC than I give myself. Missing mom tons today — craving her ghormeh sabzi and the sound of Farsi swirling in the kitchen. That cozy chaos feels so far away. But you know, there’s something kind of soothing about actually fixing things with your hands and walking out of the shop with fewer excuses.

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