More happens in life when you have someone to share it with, wanting to experience new things and have some company. Shortly after that last whinge I met someone at last - nice guys do win, we just have to wait for the jerks to carry out a few years disappointing girls first ha - there was a fear once I'd settled into 'adulthood' that meeting someone new would be tricky, being in an all male industry and mostly male friends along with a pretty solid work-sleep-eat routine I realised I'd have to figure out how to find opportunity. I had begun to be a bit of a yes-man anyway, and that's really all it takes is to just do things - mates going pub? lets do it. Someone needs a lift? sure thing. Company for a gig? New foodie place? Gelato at midnight? you bet. It wasn't a case of jumping into uncomfortable situations, just going with the flow rather than hiding away. People need people, and those people know other people and socialising snowballs.
I kinda wish I didn't have a job through uni as declining a few invites seemed to put me on a 'don't bother asking him he's probably working again' list. I was never into clubbing blah but missing a few nights out didn't build up the worthiness to then ask me to theme parks/road trips/just hanging out that I was probably free for. I knew plenty people, wasn't like I was friendless and I stuck around as long as I could with various people but being unavailable sometimes didn't cut it.
Anyway, I've been married to her over a year now so hurrah. It was a small but classy do, none of that one-upping performance rubbish that some people seem to think is necessary for the sake of impressing others. We actually enjoyed it, and for some reason the couples we have spoken to only talk of the problems on their day (maybe we are the ones doing it wrong
) Time is spent mostly going places, going car shows, eating ice cream and pizza, doing family things, going car shows. Life is better, I feel like doing stuff now I have company. Work takes up a lot of my time but with the rest of it I do like to cram my weekends, they feel so much longer that way. I just think back to my 5 month summer holidays between years at uni that I did nothing but sit at home, pop out rarely, lose interest in photography and somehow only manage to get 2 boards painted in all that time...Of course now I can't play games or watch tv for too long before I urge myself to do something more important but I guess that's a good thing.
Now, photography has taken a back seat for a long time, I do feel that i've fallen out of love with it, and it wasn't just because I had an awful 1100D for a while. I learned so much at the start with my little 3mp kodak and that kept me going but I find that I'm already knowing what the picture is going to look like, or I just think the image has been over done. I think to myself 'why bother' someone else has probably taken a shot like this and probably better. I do like a good view still though, and our holidays are very much about finding them - North Wales wins that so far ha. What does also interest me still is the treasure hunting at car shows, finding the genuinely rare ones or a good setting at least. The guy that took me on as a contributor really helped improve my car photo game and I always keep him in mind if I can at least get a good shot for him, although that is purely down to chance and patience.
I guess what I fear most is coming to the thought that whatever I look for isn't really worth doing. It's just photos, oh another vector, it's just cars, landscapes big whup. I don't follow my interests for reward but sometimes I wonder what I am getting out of it.