I can feel it growing, this fascination for photography. I search through the corridors of cyberspace, exciting myself on the prospect of getting my camera for this price, or no, that price! I discovered why ebay is so incredibly wonderful, where the opportunity of buying my camera sooner is tantalizing. And I know already that I'll be swimming through the haphazardous used book store tomorrow for hours in search of forgotten and discarded books and magazines.

The viola, I started it too late. After interviewing Steven Boe (the solo violinist of the symphony orchestra), and a man working at the symphony store when I was with April, I feel that I just don't have the resolve to reach the level that I keep dreaming of. I wanted private instruction, my parents refused it, and right then I could feel my interest in practicing and furthering myself waning.

A professional? I'm not that kind of person, no matter how badly I want to be. And thus here ends my flirtation and love affair with musical performance, and my further exploration of photography.

And Jen will be with me tomorrow, of course.

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