One of the things I constantly struggle with -- especially as a person who thinks of himself as a budding photographer -- is the urge to disconnect from others and simply be an observer. I've written about this before (ad nauseum, you're thinking): The tendancy to not risk rejection by not engaging, but all the while pining to engage and desperately afraid of failing.
I'm struck, lately, by how easy it sometimes seems to break that mold, and how quickly one can feel trapped by it again -- the mold reformed.
I usually only turn to these thoughts when I'm sitting in a coffee shop feeling blah and a hot guy walks by. Go figure.
So, guess what today is?
I'm struck, lately, by how easy it sometimes seems to break that mold, and how quickly one can feel trapped by it again -- the mold reformed.
I usually only turn to these thoughts when I'm sitting in a coffee shop feeling blah and a hot guy walks by. Go figure.
So, guess what today is?
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