I picked up my new camera the other day.
It's really no big deal.
Just another camera.

I arrived at the store in time to watch an employee unlock the door.
I was the first one inside.
It was just a coincidence. No big deal.

The clerk suggested I open the box and check the contents.
"NO," I said. "I'll take her home."
He wouldn't understand. I just wasn't comfortable with cleanliness of the store.

As the Brinks guards and I headed for my car, I stopped and gave directions to the police escort that would accompany me and my camera to my home.
I was adamant, "No stopping, just get us home."

Upon arrival, I took the package inside, down to the basement,
to the room that was sterilized, lined with plastic.
You just can't be too careful.

I stood at a table and carefully opened the box.
I lined up the 3 boxes that were inside the big box,
next to each other, with the reverence of a Priest preparing his altar for Mass.

After putting on my surgical gloves I open each box
and placed them on the sterile white cloth.
The camera body.
The lens.
The battery.
I stepped back and took it all in.

It was then the angels started singing.
AL - LE - LUIA ! AL-LE-LUIA!

It's really no big deal.
I got a new camera the other day.

Shhhhhhhhhhhhh.

She's sleeping.