While I sit in my parents basement at 23 years old surrounded by computer monitors, printers and my camera equipment, with a sleepy itunes playlist of Dido, Rocky Votolato, Iron & Wine, and such at almost 1 am, I know I'm not where I thought I'd be when I walked for graduation over 5 years ago. I've never had a strong direction that I knew I wanted to throw my life into. I have been so many places and experienced more than most of the people I encounter.

More and more, life seems to be more of a maze than a time line. Every time I think I've found something I can mold myself into and focus my time on, something new and shiny comes along to chase after. I'm not complaining in the least. Each new job, group of people, art form, and opportunity just seem to push me on towards new inspiration and new adventures, but sometimes its hard to put life into perspective. To compare oneself to your own preconceived notions of who, where, and what you should be.

Lately I've had a lot to reflect on and evaluation of my current priorities. I'm excited for the direction that photography has taken me in the past year. At the same time, I miss music, old friends, and time that can't be had again.

Enough sentiment, I'm ready for this weekend. I'm lucky to be doing one of the things I love, photographing people. Coming to grips with what drives me to capture a still millisecond of someone else's existence leaves me with only the idea that I do it to better understand people. To catch that second of a smile, laugh, tear, or thoughtful empty gaze. I'm pretty happy with where I am and wherever I'm heading.

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