This feeling creeps into my insides or is it localized in the pit of my stomach? If I could take a stab at describing it, I would use adjectives like warm, heart palpitations, fluttering, woozy, butterflies. These words are probably common when describing the physical feeling of the tertiary emotion, excitement.
In a year and some change, my life will be full of possibilities that haven’t been options for about fifteen years. The cage door will open; which way do I fly? I miss the Mpls. Why limit myself to Minnesota? What about Austin, Colorado Springs, Wyoming, Alaska? Life is about the journey. Sometimes the journey takes us to a pit stop and it ends up being longer than expected. That journey doesn’t stop, it just continues in ways planned out by the great spirit so that growth can prepare us for the next adventure.
I was reminded of that feeling again and so I photographed it to remember the moment. One of the many reasons I love photography. The story behind the image makes the image so much more poweful.
Clara City, 56222
I found myself stuck in this town, I refused to believe I lived here. This would be a pit-stop. I quickly began the job search to go back to the Big City. My town grew on me very slowly like that pesky stray cat that keeps showing up everyday forEVER until you break down and just feed it. Feeding it is embracing it and just as you embrace that cat, I embraced my town. After 12 years, this is now my town.