I remember wanting a camera for Christmas when I was about 12 and being disappointed to get one of those cheap tinny "no control over anything" jobs. Where was my Hasselblad (in those days the Rolls-Royce of cameras)?
Well, I never did get a Hasselblad - for the same reason I never got a Rolls-Royce.
Although I have been taking pictures for over 50 years and have done my time in the darkroom, it was my discovery of Photoshop that got my creative juices flowing.
When taking pictures I often have no destination in mind, physical or otherwise, though I gravitate towards flowers, trees, and other things that don't require a release form. Sometimes I don't know what I've got until I see it on my monitor and my creative Muse kicks in and finds something that neither I or my camera saw. Sometimes it's a ho-hum picture until it meets up with its complementary partner or two and something new and interesting makes its appearance.
One never knows what my Muse will find.