"Not all who wander are lost"

'Wandering' tends to be defined as walking or moving in a leisurely, casual, or aimless direction. Generally thought of in a way of having no purpose and no steady ground in which to stand on. I feel as though I am currently "wandering" through this chapter of my life, not knowing where I am to go and what direction I should choose. There are so many opportunities to choose when I sit back and contemplate what I want to do with my life. Life is so short how can you seriously choose what you want to be for the rest of your life at age 25? Not to mention in t-minus 6 days I will be 26 and then the pressure of "what to be" will be even that much greater.

Why must society label each individual with an occupation as though it is who you are? When we introduce ourselves we tend to say what we do for a living as if that is who we are. As though others should be immensely impressed. I don't want a job to define me. Although if I was involved in a circus act containing a monkey and some paint brushes, then society could label me all they wanted. Well unless it was labeling me as insane.

Over the weekend, my husband and I decided to wander (since this post is about wandering then why not use the word, wander as much as possible) throughout downtown Tampa. Along that way we walked along the River Walk, jumped a fence (only because it was hindering where we ulitmately wanted to be and frankly the long walk around was just not in the cards for us), viewed the meeting of protestors against Corporate America (awkward, why yes!) and watched as a child was being seated in the trunk of a car by his parents (true and I'm pretty sure he didn't ride home in the trunk). There is absolutely nothing more entertaining than watching people in their own envirnoment. Fortunately for me, I was playing photographer and I just so happened to have my muse with me.