Life is a Rollercoaster, and I'm Along for the Ride

Over the past month, I have been on an emotional rollercoaster. The strange part about it, is that I feel as if it was needed. When I first met my now ex, I had this strange sensation that he was supposed to perform some function in my life. I could never shake this feeling. It was only after going through a painful break-up that the function became clear to me.
I love photography. Taking pictures allows me to view the world through someone else's eyes, while at the same time, making an image that tells a story. Over the past four years, I've fallen out of taking pictures. Various reasons, time, lack of a digital camera, no inspiration or motivation.
Meeting Paul, who is a painter did not initially spark me. I will admit that seeing him work in art made me jealous. Why wasn't I doing what makes me happy? Why am I at a job that is a decent job, but definately not fulfilling, in the long run? Going through a painful break-up though strangely cleared my mind of the clutter that has accumlated over the years. I need to get a camera, and start doing what I enjoy. If I make a lot of money doing that, awesome. If I just take lots of pictures, and make myself happy, awesome.
I pledge to myself not to let my rational mind always over rule my creative mind. That act stifles me, constricts me. Now is my time to shine, and I'm ready to do it!