Dadism

This afternoon I went out with my Dad to take some photos around town. It was some high quality father and son time. We took this photo together:

It was a very sunny weekend, weatherwise. I didn't feel right complaining about the harsh shadows caused by that nice sun.
We went to Rundle Mall because I had some magic shot in my head of a stream of shoppers blurred together running like train tracks on either side of the balls.

Rundle Mall. Adelaide, SA.

It was way too light for my plan, and we needed to wait for less sun. We went to The Austral for some father and son beers and we talked about man stuff. It was good.

Dad asked me how I saw my future, if I had decided if I wanted to be a professional writer or a professional photographer or an IT professional.
I'm torn, obviously.

Also, every few weeks I search Seek.com.au for "procrastinator". Just, you know, in case..