Equilibrium
Try as I might, but I never blame the pendulum. Every now and then I swing to the side of photography or sketch and away from creativesque writing. Spending just enough time at the apex of the swing to get a little bit better at both, inevitably returning back the other way to the creative writing process. And despite what might seem a sophisticated excuse on my part, entirely possible, I like to think that I just might be onto something. But here goes.
In the most overused cliche of my life, things are different now. Perhaps more telling is how absurdly rad that now is. More on this later.
If anything worries me it's the inescapable quandary of now coming up with an encore to setting foot on every continent, having every imaginable hardship and flavor of enlightenment, and doing so in regular civilian life. That is, if I ever decide to join it. Regular and I just don't get along.
So we'll see where this goes. What kind of slag I can come up with as my pendulum swings back this way.