I should not complain, right? I have a good life, filled with love and lucky stuff. But I am a bit embarassed about where I am professionally. This seemed like a good interim place for me to be and pay rent while surrounded with kind people while I worked out creative projects.
I think it might have been a bad idea to enter the comfort zone. Even the Pony has become a dull read. Could someone please come over here with their steel-toed boot or floppy clown shoe and give me a big old kick in the ass?
