I aim the black, bulky object, cradling it in my hands, training my sights perfectly on the horizon, my target in mind. It’s not hard, I tell myself. You just point and shoot. It’s a piece of cake. I sigh, and shift the object. It’s getting heavier and heavier. I smile, and my target moves into focus. I shouldn't be finding this so difficult. It’s not hard. You just point and shoot. Click goes the object, and I know it’s ready. My target is in the prime position. I grin, a devilish grin, and I know I shouldn't be deriving this much joy from this. It’s not hard. You just point and shoot. Snap. A squealing noise as the picture prints out, and I smile, the sunset captured perfectly, trapped forever in the confines of a piece of glossy paper.