When I was younger my life was not set before me. There are things that were static, but some things were dynamic. Dynamic in a way that you actually can visually see. My family moved around after our parents were divorced, new schools, new friends, new neighbors. Maybe my life has never stopped moving since then. For a small part of my life, 6 years, I lived on a small farm but even then my job took me away for weeks on end to new places of the country.
I like to be moving because it comforts me to know that I do not have to settle down. Driving long distances still is pleasant to me, even in my 30s. I do like to stop and see the area I am passing through. I love to take pictures too. There are shots of road side vending stands in New Mexico that I would have never seen if I had not driven to my destination.
Above is a shot I just took a few hours ago. I was driving down 610 North towards the house, after just leaving dinner with friends. I could not make it home soon enough to capture the sun setting behind some clouds, and I could not pull over on the freeway. So I just turned my camera on and took some pictures whilst driving. Maybe not the smartest thing I have ever done, but my driving ability is better than decent. There are some pictures taken while driving that turn out really good. I framed one and gave it to one of my best friends. Today it hangs over his mantle at his apartment. I am proud of that, but maybe it means we are better friends than I am a good photographer.
Good friends are hard to come by, even more so when you tend to move around in this life. I am proud of each one of them, and wish them only the best in this life. If I am lucky my wanderings will stop while I am still close to them. I can only hope, because each Spring I get the urge to move again, to be somewhere else.
Good night.
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