Two Years

Two years ago at the same Friday, I probably was sitting in the same office room wondering how I could spend my boring weekends. Two years later, I am still sitting in the same office room, but excited for every up coming weekends.

Life doesn’t take long to change. I still remember that my mom was so offended by me spending too much time taking/editing photos. But now she admitted that it might not be a bad thing. I also remember how my bf told me that there was no way a hobby could last more than a couple of months to me. And now I am happy to show him that he was totally wrong....... While, I don’t know if photography should still be called as a hobby to me. It has grown so deep under my skin, in my blood that getting rid of it would be life threatening.

At this point, I am still far away from where I want to be, still have so much to learn and to improve. But photography had given me the new blood to live and new energy in life. And I can’t wait for it to grow deeper in my bone.

Just wrote it down to have a stone for my 2nd year of photography and I am looking forward for the bigger & brighter 3rd year ^&^.