Perspective...

Then, at a new job opening, he saw possibilities.
Now, there's a new job opening... he sees limitations.

Then, a new job meant a new environment, new challenges, and new people. He saw possibilities.
Now, a new job means a new environment, new challenges, and new people. He sees limitations.

Then, a social gathering included meeting skilled, talented people... lotsa possibilities.
Now, a social gathering includes meeting skilled, talented people. He sees limitations.

Then, birthday greetings of "another year older, another year wiser" meant new possibilities.
Now, birthdays mean another year older... but not always another year wiser. He sees limitations.

Then, in a new country, he has a new beginning, a new chapter in life, the choice to adapt or blaze a trail. He sees possibilities.
Now, in another country, he has a new beginning, a new chapter in life, the need to adapt to survive. He sees limitations.

Then, in a new school, he sees new faces, new teachers, new lessons to learn. He sees possibilities.
Now back in school, he sees new faces, teachers, lessons to learn... and lessons to unlearn from a life of learning and experiencing the possibilities. He sees limitations.

Perspective.

randomiming...

I luv my pictures. No, not the ones I'm in, but the ones I take. Call it bias, narcissism... I'm sure other people love their pictures, and I love other people's pictures too... but I luv my pictures.

My pictures are...
1. good and I like them...
2. not the clearest, sharpest, rightly angled, and I still like them...
3. good, but I don't necessarily like them, and
4. they're not good, and I don't like them.

With only a standard DSLR with the standard lens that came with it when I got it, I think that ranks me pretty much at the bottom of the list amongst my friends who are really into photography. One friend has at least two lenses and a crumpler backpack, and heaven knows whatever else he has for accessories. Another friend has four lenses (ack!) and two bags (one small and one big), and heaven knows whatever else he has for accessories.

NEWS FLASH: I just learned that a friend got the latest canon entry-level DSLR, and another friend's thinking of getting one too... urk! I'm going to be left even more behind amongst my peers!!!

I will most likely never win any photography contests (never mind that I don't submit any pictures)... not even a special mention for a special category, but... I still luv my pictures.

My friends take these ooh-some and wow-some pictures that I go ooh!!! and wow!!! to, along with the masses, and pictures that I always wish I can think of to begin with, and actually come up with, but... I still luv my pictures.

I'd like to think I take nice pictures. They're not the sharpest, nor the ooh-some-est nor wow-some-est ones when put together with the pictures of my more-creatively-gifted-or-trained friends, but... I still luv my pictures.

Again, as I said, call it narcissism, or self-patronization. I'm not bragging, nor being arrogant, but... I luv luv my pictures... (that's a hug for me).

And before I laid hands (literally) on my digital cameras ...