Cliff jumping and the little things in life
Many years ago on my first day of college I walked into the dorms, shy and intimidated, to be assigned a room. An RA named Matt handed me my key and asked what I planned to major in. When I told him photography was my most likely choice he said that it was one of his hobbies too, and invited me to hang out and shoot sometime. We ended up becoming good friends and he eventually convinced me to sign up for a photo sharing website called Flickr.
Fast forward to 4 years later, and I was graduating with a degree in photo and completing an internship with a photographer I had met via that same website. Aaron Nace offered me a job in Chicago and north I went to work for Phlearn. I learned so much from the wonderful professors I had while attending school and continued learning from Aaron and the experiences of a big city. Ultimately I decided the job wasn't right for me, and moved home a few months ago to save up for this cross country trip.
And now here I am, sitting in a little coffee shop on the west coast, knowing my life was forever changed by that short conversation with my friend Matt and the decision to post my work on Flickr.
This day at Corona Del Mar wouldn't have happened, for example. I wouldn't have hung out with David at a Flickr meet-up in Atlanta months ago, where I also met Mark, who introduced me to two sweet girls via email that let me crash at their place in Long Beach. And subsequently gone cliff jumping with all of them. Or raced up a hill in San Dimas to catch the sunset on a rope swing before the sun went down. One of the best days of this trip :)
It's funny how life works. The little things we do can so easily become the big things.