ponette

I hear myself talk and I dont know what Im saying. Im that tired.
Yet here I am pecking away on my ibook that has become an extension of my brain. It collects my photos, my words and even my sounds. My body feels neglected. I walked to the mailbox today at my office and suppressed an impulse to take off my shoes so I could feel the grass.

For whatever reason I have ended up doing the creative direction for a new major client. Worst part is, my entire proposal is getty stock right now. Anyone want to suggest similar stockk from a more local photographer? (:

Anyway, while this may be a career breakthrough my personal life is going to crap. I call it the leader gene. My dad has it. We dont actually want to lead. Dont want the responsibility or pressure. Me, Id rather hang out at a caf and write essays and play with Photoshop. But I wake up early one day because I have a lot to do. And I stay late. The next day I wake up earlier to get a jump-start on everyone else. I stay later because I have work left over from the day before. I start skipping my lunch hour, eating at my desk. Meetings fill my calendar. The next thing I know its 3 days past my brothers birthday and I havent heard the voice of romance in 10 days. Its like a disease. Sometimes I feel like getting married just so I can have an excuse to leave the office earlier.

All Im saying is that sometimes you just need to hear someone say your name in a certain way.

Wow, I do need to rest.