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Blog Content:
Turning Points & Revelations, Pt. I
I've been very reflective lately. In fact, I've actually been doing it religiously since I turned
twenty-five. Whether one is related to the other, I don't know for
certain, but I choose to believe they are.
I always thought that by the time I turned 25, I'd be in a different place than
where I am now. For example: I figured I'd have completed college, got my own place,
perhaps owned a dog, had a boyfriend, a nice car, and a job that I'd be
doing for the rest of my existence, that, I (hopefully) loved.
My my, how things are different. I've been in and out of college courses since 2003. I never
had
that "feeling" that people get when they just KNOW what they're going to do with their lives.
I
never just had one extreme passion or really seen myself primarily doing one thing for the
rest of
my life. I remember during my final year of high school, I was certain I'd go to school for
photojournalism, and, I did for a semester. Thanks for my professors, I slowly began to
despise it. I must have had at
least ten other possible career choices since. I'm interested in a ridiculous amount of things,
and I
know I could probably take any path of my choice and do well. Its just a matter of wanting
that
feeling of certainty. Of knowing, and feeling that THIS is what I want to do. I think I have
that
with writing. Writing is my weapon of choice, its my comfort food of sorts. It's helped me
through numerous bouts of anger, sadness, and sometimes even happiness. It helps me
figure
out all the craziness in my head. Writing is a wonderful thing.
I began following Julia Cameron's "The Artist's Way" a few months back. Its a great 12-week
writing program to help people tap into their creative side. Its amazing, and helped me
figure out
so much, just in doing my daily morning pages. Writing three pages every day of anything
that
came to mind without stopping to think, or slow down. No correcting mistakes or editing.
Just
writing as raw as possible. At first, it was kind of scary, but it began to help me realize
things
about myself, and about the people I surround myself with. I recommend it to pretty much
everybody.
So, back to where I thought I'd be. That's what this was initially about, right?
Yes. Well, we've covered the whole schooling thing...for now at least.
I've discovered a lot about my work ethic, and working as a whole over that past few years.
About four years ago, I began my first full time job. I was a bank teller. Oh, it was fun.
Quite an
experience, that I attribute to my boss and co-workers. Before I began there, I was a part-
time
cashier. I had the assumption that people who worked at banks were uptight suits. Boy,
was I
wrong. Eventually, I chose to leave, (and its a good thing because after I left, so did
everyone else
pretty much), and found myself working (yet again), some place that I never thought I
would. I
ended up at an agency supporting adults with developmental disabilities. Almost two years
later,
and I'm still there. It's still exciting and rewarding. It's quite great.
Now, for the real exciting stuff.
Actually, its probably quite the opposite.
I have a car that I love, but has financially made it difficult to find a place to live on my own
that I
can afford. The search is on.
My love life still doesn't exist. Details to follow (When there are some).
I've had Manic Haze since I was 18. So much has changed since then (obviously). So many
site
layouts and overhauls. I had a lot of fun when I first started out, going to shows, meeting
bands,
taking photos and doing reviews/interviews. Its something I wish I still had a passion for.
Photography, perhaps, is the only one that remains.
I'm still taking photos, still painting, and writing like there's no tomorrow.
Things are good.
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