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So I've been licking the wounds and well, showing them off a little I must confess. It makes gashes feel better to take them out and on parade. But the parade ended.
Freelancing is... interesting. It brings up a lot of old feelings. Since I've been nosing around midtown again and let's be honest...the building is right next to the building where I spent 2.5 years working on ads. So yeah. I guess old feelings are bound to surface.
Am I backtracking then? I hope not. But then again I get hit with a mean virus which won't let me think. Is this the fates telling me something? One sec...I need to blow.
In the meantime though, I'm working on projects that are wildly interesting. That's something.
I do miss my friends though. Working way up there is lonely. I miss the warmth of SoHo, the fancy espresso machine, the tunes blasted in the space between us. I miss the way briefs made more sense, ideas came out like wine and nights out laughing were a dime a dozen.
We can all hope this stimulus package gets something done and quickly. Good feathers are hard to find when no one has any money.
