For all the right reasons
The job has slacked up a bit. I get the work done really fast and then sit there thinking 'oh shit I have nothing to do' then the boredom creeps in and the minutes are sooo slow.
I've been thinking a lot about what I want out of my life. What I want is not what I do. Sure I could quite possibly live a lucrative life and climb up the corporate ladder because I have that kind of drive when I give 110%. I have faith in almost everything I do. The only thing I lack faith in is love.
But I want to be a photographer. I want to live this one life that I have with the most potential and heart stopping moments. I want so much laughter and soo many tears that they could fill a whole football stadium. I love tears because they help me grow they cleanse me in a way. I feel so fortunate to have the ability to pick up myself, dust myself off and move on. So many people have that fear and I would share that with the world because to have that is to have control over your own destiny. Noone else can bring you down unless you chose for them to. When it's over you pick up, move on, and remember that everything is a learning process. Those moments of pain are worth so much when it is all said and done. And I can take THAT from all those tears and smile so freely.
I want my photographs to be something that someone looks at and they feel that emotion that I tried to capture. The way the sun felt the day that I took that picture. The way the wind smelled when I took that picture. The way that person was so imensly happy that they could just burst. I want my pictures to tell a story and to bring insightfulness and a place of warmth and comfort when they are looked at by the viewer.
I have to just keep telling myself that. I'm doing this for a reason and that reason is for EXACTLY what I just listed above. Missing time away from my boyfriend when I'm at school is hard for me. I know I see him on a regular basis but he is my place of warmth and comfort and I don't like anything standing in the way of that. I still smile from ear to ear everyday when he walks into the door. I still hate to get out of bed in the mornings because laying in bed with him IS my favorite past time. We have the most important and personal conversations in the bed. Those times are so special to me, but I have got to think past that and remember that school is for a bigger and better thing, the time I'm away now will only bring me closer to my destiny.
I can't wait :)
I've been thinking a lot about what I want out of my life. What I want is not what I do. Sure I could quite possibly live a lucrative life and climb up the corporate ladder because I have that kind of drive when I give 110%. I have faith in almost everything I do. The only thing I lack faith in is love.
But I want to be a photographer. I want to live this one life that I have with the most potential and heart stopping moments. I want so much laughter and soo many tears that they could fill a whole football stadium. I love tears because they help me grow they cleanse me in a way. I feel so fortunate to have the ability to pick up myself, dust myself off and move on. So many people have that fear and I would share that with the world because to have that is to have control over your own destiny. Noone else can bring you down unless you chose for them to. When it's over you pick up, move on, and remember that everything is a learning process. Those moments of pain are worth so much when it is all said and done. And I can take THAT from all those tears and smile so freely.
I want my photographs to be something that someone looks at and they feel that emotion that I tried to capture. The way the sun felt the day that I took that picture. The way the wind smelled when I took that picture. The way that person was so imensly happy that they could just burst. I want my pictures to tell a story and to bring insightfulness and a place of warmth and comfort when they are looked at by the viewer.
I have to just keep telling myself that. I'm doing this for a reason and that reason is for EXACTLY what I just listed above. Missing time away from my boyfriend when I'm at school is hard for me. I know I see him on a regular basis but he is my place of warmth and comfort and I don't like anything standing in the way of that. I still smile from ear to ear everyday when he walks into the door. I still hate to get out of bed in the mornings because laying in bed with him IS my favorite past time. We have the most important and personal conversations in the bed. Those times are so special to me, but I have got to think past that and remember that school is for a bigger and better thing, the time I'm away now will only bring me closer to my destiny.
posted by Amy at 5:28 PM
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