As far as cameras, Sean simply loved the sheer creativity of the lenses and he did not need to go far to find the perfect set. A Leica here, a Canon there, and there was not much that could hold him back from his own aspirations. And yet, he did not think anyone could understand his passion for travel photography. He was not sure that he did understand it, but he was sure that no one else would.
It was one such afternoon when Sean awoke from his nap to find the food from dinner still on his plate. He had been asleep, and it was quite late in the evening, so he felt he needed to eat it. He could not fathom getting too overwhelmed by his tasks. He knew he had to finish his work, so Sean ate the food and walked into the living room, into his favorite pair of worn jeans, and dropped into a worn T-shirt. He set his camera on a tripod and went out into the courtyard.
“I’m just going to watch the sunset,” Sean told himself. The sunset was the best one he had ever seen. He just needed to capture it on film. After all, as he had often told himself in the past, “You don’t need to know how, you just need to have the passion.” He finished his day’s work and got ready for a quiet night of reading.
The next morning, the morning before his flight, Sean woke early and packed his things. He was all ready in no time.