When my mom took me on a business trip to Seattle, I was newly 22 and fresh out of college. I remember feeling so sure of myself then. I thought I knew exactly the direction I wanted to move in life. I had big ideas, but no real grasp on how to sort through them – though I never would have admitted that to myself. I guess that’s just a part of growing up, which is fine by me.
I kinda hope I never get it all figured out.
That week in Seattle I wandered the streets with a disposable camera pretending to be local, trying to blend in – long before I realized how much more fun you have as a tourist.