bear share

It's a little after 1 a.m. and I'm now caught up on assignments from the Community papers at the 'Journal.

Until tomorrow.

I've missed blogging, just like I miss exercise. In the meantime I've written more stories, done a dozen community paper assignments,  did an extra photo shoot, and made personal and professional progress. I think I'm finally going to get my w2's back, and finally going to get my f*cking computer working.

tt! is rocking, I can't wait to play live. The title doesn't refer directly to the tt! song "Bear Share", but to the concept of being stacked with more than one person's share of tasks to complete (as bears often do).

I went for a walk last night around my neighborhood that ended up being double the length of time (and distance) because I can't navigate, especially at night, and ended up several blocks out of the way.

So I was able to think A LOT about what I need to do in the next two months. They're pivotal, because I need to graduate, while also figuring our how to survive on a server and a photographer's wages without student loans. I have to pass a spanish exam and create a compelling product from an independent study.

I'm figuring out ways to get things done that need to be done, with less energy and less time.

I'm learning more, quicker than I ever have before.

I have a lot of catching up to do, but I'm ready to work for the long haul, to get what I want out of life.

I also realized that I have no urge to get what another person has. I don't envy anyone, for anything they have. My cameras aren't brand new, but they serve me well. My drums are beat up, but only my drums can sound like me. My jeep's door doesn't open from the inside, but I know it will start for me. My home at Tunde's can be cluttered, but it's always warm (not necessarily temperature-wise though.)

My band members can bug me ( and I, them) but I love them.

I Don't want riches, or a trophy supermodel, or a fast car.... I want what I want, and that's to be happy.

Joel said that an indie-label signed artists should make 40- 50 thousand annually. Sounds great to me. That would feed the mind, body and spirit, and that's all I need. 

Now, just to get there.