I view my world through the lens of my digital SLR and most days I am content to capture the beauty of the world around me but never touch it.

It would be easier to hide behind the facade of the modern day renaissance woman. Keen intelligence and independence be her drive. No career nor mundane lifestyle could contain her. She is ever defiant and loyal to her convictions. Her passion for living life is seemingly boundless. She holds intelligence, learning, honesty and truth in the highest esteem. She is viewed as masculine because of her hands on approach to her world. She is the first to jump in, roll up her sleeves and get her ands dirty all for the sake of walking away from the experience with a new grain of knowledge to add to her bag of sand. In the feminine world she is scorned publicly for her masculine ways, yet in the shadows and behind closed doors jealousness rages those women into rabid beasts. Then there is the masculine realm. She feels most akin to this realm because of their minds -not at all because she is unfeminine or ungraceful in her own right. Though this realm has an even harder time figuring out what to make of her, most walk away feeling their own masculinity threatened. Both animals instinct is to meet fear of the unknown with aggression. By the by, being the modern renaissance’ist that she is, she is a moving train, always in motion, always striving, oblivious to the fists shaken of passersby.

But truthfully and obviously this is not me. I could never be so courageous. It’s true I am above moderate intelligence and I do long for that tidbit of new. Be it knowledge, or experience. I do have a passion for life, except when it comes to my own. Honesty is a virtue I devote my self to, though in all verity I am cruel, an egotist. I treat others how I would expect to be treated but often I feel as if I have been smacked in the face when these expectations fall short. It is difficult for me to comprehend that others do not abide by my own set of morals, virtues. In my mind there is only room for right and wrong, black and white. Though in my reality there are countless shades of gray.