Some people spend their entire lives looking for that magic thing they love, they search and search and never seem to come to terms with that thing is. I feel very lucky because I have almost always known what I wanted to do. When I was about 16 I had an epiphany I realized what I loved to do, what I wanted to do the rest of my life which was make pictures. Today in the darkroom I was into my 7th or 8th hour of printing, I was so content, so happy, loving every second of it. I am 49 now and my love for photography has grown stronger and stronger with the passing years, gosh I wish I could live forever and never stop creating new pictures. It does not get better than this!