It's no secret to anyone who knows me that I think about photography 24/7. Then there are some days that if I don't go out and shoot I feel like that entire is a waste. It's like a sick feeling in my stomach, like there's a picture out there somewhere hiding from me, taunting me and like a hunter I have to grab my camera and go find that picture before it gets away from me. Some people believe that photographers are these artsy types that have this gear & know technical stuff like "ooh that should be shot at f8.0 at 1/250th of a sec" when nobody else cares. The truth is most people don't care and most photographers don't know that. Yet I found some people are so passionate about there craft that it makes them lose sleep at night and it has nothing to do with the technical aspect of their craft. They literally don't know what else to do with themselves. Ironically those tend to be some of the most cared for and admired people in history, weather they be artists, politicians, scientists or teachers. I don't know if I'll ever be one of "those" people, but this was one of those days where I didn't know what else to do with myself other than make a picture. Scott Bourne has this great saying, "Don't just take pictures, make pictures." So I woke up and texted my friend Erika and asked if she was down to help me make a picture. She of course said yes and we went out on a little 2 hour adventure in Beacon Hill on a cloudy Seattle day. I don't know if I successfully found "that picture" but I did feel a little more at ease the rest of that day.