If you've been following my blog, you know that I was in Spokane recently taking engagement photos for a couple great friends, as well as checking out some classes with them at Whitworth, and just hanging out. I had a really good time...
A funny thing happened while I was over there that I didn't expect... But I guess it's not too much of a surprise, either. There was a moment, about halfway through my stay, when I realized I wasn't thinking of home at all. Not that I didn't care about the life at had, now several hours away. It was more of a feeling of being myself, away from the familiarity of home. To know that everyone I had met, and the city in general, didn't have a clue who I was. I was in a position to make something of myself, and do something for myself. See where I fell in this world, and how I would handle it.
It was such a freeing feeling. I no longer felt the weight of my shortcomings or my inability to see where I'm headed. People began to know me through only the moments they had with me those few days. I got to experience a real college life. I was also no longer the guy who likes photography, but rather the photographer, shooting engagement photos. Everything fell into place and just seemed right.
Being back home now... I do miss what I was fortunate enough to feel and experience. I know everything will fall into place for me for good... But when?
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