But it hasn’t gone anywhere. It’s sitting right there on the piano bench (where else would a camera sit, right?).
I just haven’t picked it up in a couple of weeks.
I have been “too busy.”
You see, I started a new job this week. I left my comfortable position at Remington College, teaching one or two classes a day, four days a week, four weeks at a time with four or five weeks off between mods, to teach full time for a small private school closer home. Instead of leaving home at 8:00 in the morning, I’m leaving an hour earlier. Instead of leaving work by 2:15 or so, I’m leaving well after 3:30, sometimes closer to 5:00. Instead of teaching adult learners, I’m teaching 11, 12, 14, 15, 16, and 17 year olds! Yeah, everything from middle-school English to senior English, with World History and Desktop Publishing/Yearbook, thrown in just to keep my life interesting. And it is interesting.
But still, I miss my camera. I miss having the freedom to pick it up regardless of the time of day to play.
I miss being able to ramble whenever I feel like it.
I miss the creative element of being a photographer and an “artist.”
Perhaps, when I get used to my new schedule, I’ll figure out how to work in the photography.
But for now, I will study. I will develop a new rhythm. I will simply miss the camera.