TRANSITIONS

As the weather is starting to lighten up and the workplace reaching unbearable compromise I'm making moves to exit my way out of corporate life. I'm trying my best to get myself out there and it's been awhile since I've attempted to start working as an artist. And since I'm a bit more mature (ugh) I think I'm ready to take on the industry.

Years ago I had done some posts on my experience working in New York with an old friend. I was helping out doing digital technician work for the Saks Fifth Ave shoots. It was fun, but at the same time I've noticed loads of pressure amongst the workers as deadlines needed to be met. Seems as though they were always on tight deadlines. To some degree it sort of turned me off and I vowed to just be an artist and work on another career.

But lately I've spoken with a few folks who currently are in shitty jobs, who have been laid off, who have no sense of direction, and are completely lost. They're always broke, they're always miserable, and have no motivation to just do something about it. Turned me off a it, but I then started realizing that I am sort of in that same boat. I'm rich certain days, broke most days, and depressed (as well as miserable) about my current situation.

This gave me a clear incentive to actually make things count. And I think that's why I'm here writing this today.

I started working out again. I'm not necessarily going hard as I should, but enough to allow me some release of stress. I run Monday and Wednesday and do lifts Tuesday and Thursday. Sunday I usually play things by ear. These workouts are a way to cope with what's going on and to also clear my mind. I guess you can say it helps me discover or rediscover new ideas that I haven't thought of yet.

I think that there's more to life than what I'm doing now. I don't want to be working for the weekend anymore. I wanna be working to feel like work matters. I know that I have this skillset now of doing Medicaid Insurance garbage, but my true passion lies on what I went to school for. Maybe my dreams are not dead yet.