It's a(nother) dark day.
My portfolio is in limbo, and there are concerns that that is where it will stay. I can't imagine explaining something like that to people, though, so maybe I will finish it one day.
These recent moments have reminded me of the purpose of this cyber-space. I pledged to write here everyday, something bitter or something poignant, something imaginative or something pointless, or worse. I wish I had followed through.
It's calling to me again, words. They've always called to me, even when I'm not listening. Maybe I'm a little desperate, but maybe I should take them a little more seriously? A life supported by words is nothing to be ashamed of. I was never one to worry about bills anyway, I don't think sacrificing a steady income is going to drastically change the way I live my life anyway. I don't think a steady income was anymore than a pipedream anyway.
It's weird to think you expect to be a pennyless adult.
Anyway, enough about me. Let's hear about them...
-Dan
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