I was having this thought as I was walking around various neighborhoods in the DC area yesterday. I love architecture. I have for as long as I can remember. So why am I not doing this for a living?
There are tons of reasons why not. There were other things that obviously made it to the top of the list. The cool thing is that I still have time.
We all do. I know that I am not the only one who has thoughts such as these. There is always something that we want to do or accomplish. The thing is sometimes we feel that it is too late for the things that we just didn’t get to. Nope. Never. As long as you are still breathing, it is never too late.
Take me being an architect. If I wanted to, I can go back to school and be classically trained in this field. At the moment I am content with just admiring works from other artists with my camera. If that turns into discontent (I don’t see that happening), there is always the other option.
Options. We are surrounded by them. Not many of us take advantage of them. Others see them and grab them up quickly. We all need to be in the practice of utilizing every option available to us. It would make for a much happier man or woman. Why? Because we all would be doing what makes us happy. We all would be moving in the direction that we want and at a pace that we want. It would be such a beautiful thing.
Back to my thought of why am I not an architect. As I was walking the streets of historic Dupont Circle, my thoughts were not of longing or negative. They were of admiration with a touch of giddiness. I always feel like this when I explore DC on my many walks. With camera in hand, I try to capture this feeling.
Do you ever have thoughts such as these? Are they of the coulda/woulda/shoulda variety? If so, would you pursue further?