Freud once said that dreams are fullfilment of our deepest desires. I dare to disagree. We all know those kinds of dreams which nobody would ever want to come true. Those nightmares full of fear and despair, shame and disappointment, those dreams that look as if our unconciousness is simply making fun of us. Ok, ok, I know it‘s not that simple, and there are hidden meanings and everything, but who has the time to analyze them?

There are specific kinds of those dreams typical for photographers. Dreams in which we see something extremely beautiful, interesting and special, but:

1. we don't have our camera with us

2. we have camera, but the battery is discharged

3. we have supplies of fully charged batteries, but camera is broken

4. we press the button, but nothing happens

5. we take the photo, but it's blurry, overexposed or as grainy as a wheat field.

There is even worse dream you can get. Imagine finding some wonderful place, with excellent atmosphere and lighting, and then you discover something unusual in that place, something almost unreal, something you can see only once in a lifetime. I don't know, e.g. you find a meadow in the middle of the forest with unicorns being suddenly abducted by aliens. You are well hidden, and you can take as many photos as you want. Meanwhile, you are checking photos in your camera and they look so cool, you can't wait to show them to the rest of the world because you think you have just reached the top of your career as photographer. They are simply the best photos ever taken in the history of human kind. And then you just wake up.

My worst dream wasn't about unicorns. There was a snow orangutan. You are probably asking what the hell a snow orangutan is. Honestly? I have no idea. Most probably, it doesn't exist. But in my dream I was sure it's a snow orangutan. It was orangutan and it was white, it looked stunning, and it was walking down the street where my granny lives when I noticed it. 

Well, I know that some photo of not very pigmented orangutan isn't something that special, but in my dream I thought it can get me at least to the pages of National Geographic magazine, but that's fine with me, too.

So when I saw the orangutan, I felt that warm happy feeling in my heart, especially when I realized that I have a brand new camera with me. The only problem was that I still hadn't put battery inside. But battery was in my pocket, and it was charged. So I carefully started putting battery inside of my camera without taking my eyes off orangutan. Meanwhile, orangutan caught my sight too and was staring at me with some kind of amusement. 

There was something wrong. Battery didn't fit. I had to look at my camera, though I was afraid that I can lose him once I look somewhere else.

What a surprise it was when I looked at my hands! Instead of my new camera there was my old cell phone.  Oh no, I said, and looked back at orangutan. It made a few steps towards me and – unexpectedly – took out its own camera and started taking photos of me. (When I'm thinking about it now, did that little bastard steal my camera?)

No way! It's me who is going to take the best pictures, not some weird pale animal which isn't even supposed to know how to hold a camera. Actually, which isn't even supposed to exist. So I turned back to my phone. Phones have cameras too. I can use it. It will not be that good, but I can't miss this chance. Ok, it will not be National Geographic, but it can still get pretty viral on the Internet. So I started to search for camera in my phone. I found so many different apps, I checked every button on my phone, one button even opened some secret drawer full of colorful candies, but no camera. Orangutan moved closer to me and continued taking pictures. He enjoyed it a lot. Oh, how he enjoyed it! He was trying different angles, wasn't afraid to come closer. Like a real pro. 

And I was just standing there, ashamed, disappointed, angry and unable to do anything about it.

Orangutan took his last pictures and with a wide smile of satisfaction slowly walked away.

You know what? I still feel a bit of satisfaction when I think about how that orangutan woke up in the morning and realized that his camera is just as empty as mine.