eternal sunshine of the photographic mind

I keep dreaming of photos of people I've never met. It's been weeks... I'm in some of the photos myself with these strangers who seem to know me. And each time I wake up, I feel a sudden urge to take a few shots. I wouldn't mind if I was a passionate photographer or if I had due respect for photography, but I don't even have a single working camera. My manual + digital + video cameras are broken purely due to negligence and these broken guys are in Istanbul, far from my reach. I'm trying to attain some sort of meaning to this but interpretations are useless. I guess I'll get a functioning camera and see where this goes. 

photos of Berlin Film Museum