So, I was again having a WAIGTDWIGUM (what-am-I-going-to-do-when-I-grow-up) moment. You know, when you feel guilty because you can’t figure out what it is that you were born to be? See my last post.
Shouldn’t I have figured out what I am suppose to be in this life?
The question was also bleeding into my photography. I asked myself what am I doing in photography? What kind of photos should I be making?