I'm mostly happy, but have been going through a few motions lately.
Reasons I'm mostly happy:
I'm healthy, amazing friends, loving family, New York continues to be the jewel I needed it to be when I moved here, my tax refund is looking spectacular enough for me to tie up a few loose ends (apt, camera equip, new computer, etc). I'm working a job where I'm appreciated and have an incredible social life. Summer will be here before we know it, which means baseball, and I'll be visiting a few new cities this year (San Francisco and Pittsburgh are pretty much confirmed).
Things that get me down from time to time:
Sometimes I feel inadequate when I'm in a city surrounded by such immensely talented artists, and yet I have no real calling. I feel like I need a purpose in life, but I don't have one. I don't like what I do for a living, but have no other ideas. I'm regretful about going to college when I'd be much better off financially without the debt, and I pursued interests that aren't for me. (and I wasted five years of my life...ugh)
People generally love my photography (I do a lot of cityscapes and street photography), but my refusal to take part in any kind of fashion photography, headshots, etc., will make me nothing as a photographer for a career. People always want me to go in that direction, but I don't think it's an accurate portrayal of me.
Lately, I also feel lonely from time to time. And that pisses me off, because I shouldn't need someone else to complete me, ever. I've always felt above that, and it kind of angers me that I've fallen victim to any other kind of thinking.