I think the best part about today was not the adventure itself (even though it was pretty great), and not getting back into photography after a year-long hiatus. It was that I finally came to a point where I did something, something excellent, as a response to a bad situation rather than just angrily sit at home. I always wanted to be the person who would say “I need to go somewhere” and then actually go somewhere. Before today, however, I was only half of that person. My roommate was telling me the other day that sometimes, on her way to the studio, she wonders what it would be like to not take that turn and instead just keep going. “What’s the worst that could happen?” she’d asked. And I don’t know. You miss a day of classes? You miss a day of homework? You “waste time”? I really don’t think it would be a waste of time. Just a different decision.
I’m not going to be someone who only says things. I’m going to do things. This realization is so freeing.