Exuent Stage Left:
And now we come to the end of this partcular chapter. After 21 months together - the girl I thought might be my queen is gone.
A wounding blow? Yes.
But I will live on and fight another day.
Nonetheless, I have lost one of the few things I my life I considered precious. Of course, life goes on, and I am in no rush to replace her. For the time being I need to focus on a few personal core activities.
Now that I consider that 2006 is nearly at an end, and I realise that I have managed only to move sideways. No apparent progress has been made.
-Since I hurt my back, my fitness has suffered as I have been unable to train. Therefore I have lost muscle and gained fat.
-Since I quit that job last December, I have had a handful of days work this year. Therefore I have lost the bulk of my savings and earned next to nothing.
-My quest to find representation as a commercial/music video director has so far led to nothing.
I do. However, have two secret projects I have been working on for some time. In 2007 I plan to journey Westwards to a place known as Los Angeles.
My weapons will be a DVD of my work and two 100 page documents known as scripts. With what money I wonder will I live on when I visit, but at least I have a place to stay - a delightful friend has made me an offer of an invitation. Together, him and I will become powerful allies.
There are also a few opportunities to direct low budget music videos, but these are unreliable and will probably lead nowhere.
When I read the above entry I think a lesser man would weep. But I remember that one day I will be dead and none of this will matter. All that will remain is whether or not I gained enough brownie points to get into heaven.
Go in peace
xxxx
A wounding blow? Yes.
But I will live on and fight another day.
Nonetheless, I have lost one of the few things I my life I considered precious. Of course, life goes on, and I am in no rush to replace her. For the time being I need to focus on a few personal core activities.
Now that I consider that 2006 is nearly at an end, and I realise that I have managed only to move sideways. No apparent progress has been made.
-Since I hurt my back, my fitness has suffered as I have been unable to train. Therefore I have lost muscle and gained fat.
-Since I quit that job last December, I have had a handful of days work this year. Therefore I have lost the bulk of my savings and earned next to nothing.
-My quest to find representation as a commercial/music video director has so far led to nothing.
I do. However, have two secret projects I have been working on for some time. In 2007 I plan to journey Westwards to a place known as Los Angeles.
My weapons will be a DVD of my work and two 100 page documents known as scripts. With what money I wonder will I live on when I visit, but at least I have a place to stay - a delightful friend has made me an offer of an invitation. Together, him and I will become powerful allies.
There are also a few opportunities to direct low budget music videos, but these are unreliable and will probably lead nowhere.
When I read the above entry I think a lesser man would weep. But I remember that one day I will be dead and none of this will matter. All that will remain is whether or not I gained enough brownie points to get into heaven.
Go in peace
xxxx