To put it simply . . . I like what I see.
Ever since I was a child, I loved observing and was always fascinated with what I saw. Not just sunsets and beautiful views (which I still believe are underrated) but I consider myself lucky enough to see glorious moments in the simple instances that happen when I look out the passenger window. Beautiful fleeting moments, like when a person's eyes twinkle when he first catches sight of the person he had been waiting for, or the young girl who stiffens with an air of protectiveness over her younger sibling when another child approaches, or when a person pats the seat of a nearby chair as an invitation to sit down next to them.
To answer the question asked of me by that one girl giving me the bug-eye in my third grade class, "Yes, I do have a staring problem."
When my mother gave me my first camera (a Canon Sure Shot 35mm) in fifth grade, I found that I could capture my "staring problems" and stare at them again whenever I wanted. Best thing ever.