A week ago, I developed 6 rolls of film.There was a 5% chance (a real statistical percentage that I didn’t make up) that images from an “ex" would be on one of these 6 rolls of film.
So I didn’t develop them for almost a year and a half.
These negs cooked in a car during 114 degree Mojave heat. Some of them made it to Japan and back. Others were tucked away in the back of a cabinet, buried beneath cameras with stuck shutter levers. All undeveloped, waiting.
I was such an idiot.