sometimes i think it would be so much easier to just go back to being a regular guy. get a regular warehouse job, dissolve my corporate status, work regular hours, get my two weeks holiday a year, and also sell my place and just pay rent. things would be so easy. no corporate tax shit to worry about, no house taxes, etc...just regular stuff. i feel somedays like it's all gonna come loose, like i'm nearing the end of the rope. all the city issues i'm having, i feel like i'm nearing the end of my tme working in film, i have very few saleable skills so i have to figure out what to do next if i leave film, what to do...what to do. i'm kinda spinning around rudderless right now and when things go wrong or sideways i don't feel at all prepared....but then there's a part of me that doesn't give a shit anymore. when the money runs out i'll look for work then...until then, i don't care. i find it hard to care. because, and this is the hippy garn talkin'..."what does it really matter?"... we're all going to the same place regardless of how much money we have or how much fame or success we gain in this lifetime...gonzo.
anyhow...whatever. it'll all work out somehow. i'm just trying not to think too much about it.
i'm gonna clean my apartment now. it needs it.
g. xo
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i hear ya man! i'm knee deep in paper work hell...as you know! try procrastinating by writing comments in people's blogs...hehe
the rent thing though...you would be paying 3times the amount for the same sorta place...just like poor saps like me. jox
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