Trigger Happy

I walk up and down the streets looking for something to photograph.  I am getting tired of the same old shot of buildings and streets.  It seems that each photograph is the same, just in a different place and I want something new. I have an idea. I close my aperture, turn on the auto-focus, turn up my ISO and quicken my shutter speed.  I hold my camera at my bellybutton with my right hand, thumb over the trigger.  I nonchalantly walk down the street with my camera at the ready.  A man is walking toward me, hair frizzy and long, I make a subtle adjustment to direct my lens and click a picture.  The sound of the shutter is drowned out by the ambient noise around me.  I keep walking and he never knew he was being captured.  A few people lean against a building, I turn my camera to the side and snap a few pictures.  There is something exciting about this.  The uncertainty of what kind of shot I got and hoping no one has heard the click up my camera as the lens points directly at them.  It excites me and refreshes me from the same old shot; you capture something different, when the subject is oblivious to their attention.