More than that though, trying to turn the hobby into a lucrative career took away what I enjoyed about it as a hobby to begin with. The last time I tried it was with photography. I had some decent equipment (prosumer, I suppose you would call it), some decent connections, and a true passion for the art. Then somewhere along the line, as I started taking more and more paying gigs, it stopped being fun. Now a decade later, I have one smallish camera bag with equipment. I’ve gradually sold nearly everything, because the flame that once drove that passion was extinguished by the feeling that I “needed” to keep doing it. Hell, I didn’t even take my camera bag on the last few vacations I went on.More than that though, trying to turn the

hobby into a lucrative career took away what I enjoyed about it as a hobby to begin with. The last time I tried it was with photography. I had some decent equipment (prosumer, I suppose you would call it), some decent connections, and a true passion for the art. Then somewhere along the line, as I started taking more and more paying gigs, it stopped being fu

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gradually sold nearly everything, because the flame that once drove that passion was extinguished by the feeling that I “needed” to keep doing it. Hell, I didn’t even take my camera bag on the last few vacations I went on.More than that though, trying to turn the hobby into a lucrative career took away what I enjoyed about it as a hobby to begin with. T

he last time I tried it was with photography. I had some decent equipment (prosumer, I suppose you would call it), some decent connections, and a true passion for the art. Then somewhere along the line, as I started taking more and more paying gigs, it stopped being fun. Now a decade later, I have one smallish camera bag with equipment. I’ve gradually sold nearly everything, because the flame that once drove that passion was extinguished by the feeling that I “needed” to keep doing it. Hell, I didn’t even take my camera bag on the last few vacations I went on.More than that though, trying to turn the hobby into a lucrative career took away what I enjoyed about it as a hobby to begin with. The last time I tried it was with photography. I had some decent equipment (prosumer, I suppose you would call it), some decent connections, and a true passion for the art. Then somewhere along the line, as I started taking more and more paying gigs, it stopped being fun. Now a decade later, I have one smallish camera bag with equipment. I’ve gradually sold nearly everything, because the flame that once drove that passion was extinguished by the feeling that I “needed” to keep doing it. Hell, I didn’t even take my camera bag on the last few vacations I went on.

paying gigs, it stopped being fun. Now a decade later, I have one smallish camera bag with equipment. I’ve gradually sold nearly everything, because the flame that once drove that passion was extinguished by the feeling that I “needed” to keep doing it. Hell, I didn’t even take my camera bag on the last few vacations I went on. paying gigs, it stopped being fun. Now a decade later, I have one smallish camera bag with equipment. I’ve gradually sold nearly everything, because the flame that once drove that passion was extinguished by the feeling that I “needed” to keep doing it. Hell, I didn’t even take my camera bag on the last few vacations I went on. paying gigs, it stopped being fun. Now a decade later, I have one smallish camera bag with equipment. I’ve gradually sold nearly everything, because the flame that once drove that passion was extinguished by the feeling that I “needed” to keep doing it. Hell, I didn’t even take my camera bag on the last few vacations I went on.

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paying gigs, it stopped being fun. Now a decade later, I have one smallish camera bag with equipment. I’ve gradually sold nearly everything, because the flame that once drove that passion was extinguished by the feeling that I “needed” to keep doing it. Hell, I didn’t even take my camera bag on the last few vacations I went on.