I stopped working in order to have more time to play. To write, take pictures, walk, have a different kind of life. Of course, when you stop working in a structured way you end up working all the time, or at least I do. Turns out I wrote more and took more pictures when I had a full-time job. The best laid plans, and all that.
So I made a plan to go to the Camino de Santiago in May, to take the time to walk and think for a couple of weeks. Life has intervened and now I’m bound elsewhere… life changes your plans, sometimes, and you go a different way. That excites me.
So, New York streets instead of Spanish mountains. I’ll bring a camera and a pen.