I have been, too tired to write here, for ages. I've also been too busy. I've also been dealing with things, that, well I haven't been able to exhale for a while.
I finally can, really. After tomorrow night, I finally really will. And I know I've been saying that for an age, at this point. But no, things are finally wrapped up. Like really there. Work-things. Finally. They've finally, finally gotten there. To be more specific-- well, I've had two major projects going on in the last year and change... (like November '10 and on...) And I've been vague about them, for all sorts of reasons, one being that I just don't like to TALK about things before they're certain, another being that talking about work is thoroughly uninteresting, and a third being that I haven't been quite sure whether I want to preserve any mystery as to my identity on here.
And I've been vague about EVERYTHING else which makes for a damn dull blog too, because anything interesting would inevitably be read the wrong way and offend people I know, and anything I'd want to write about would involve, well, who else but people I know.
So, in short, though. My two major projects are a record, and a film, both serious time-consuming and difficult endeavors, to make from scratch, involving endless steps, and many many people, and besides the creative and technical processes that involve the works themselves is the overseeing, supervising element of getting a team together, motivating people to work, navigating individual personalities, establishing boundaries, establishing respect, learning to delegate, achieving a proper balance of patience and assertiveness, picking your battles, crisis-management, self-promotion, fostering relationships, ultimate humility, shamelessness in asking for favors, fearlessness in taking risks, strength and flexibility, endless amounts of tedious admin work, etc etc and on and on.
But somehow it seems it's all gotten done.
As of like, today, really.
And now I get to fucking exhale like for real.
It's getting warm, with cold breezes. It reminds me of 2010. Winter 2010. Winter of 2010 is in the wind. Winter of 2010, I realize I was... as free as I've ever been, as open, as wondrous... the simplest things, were so magical. I never felt so innocent before and I haven't since. Never look back and try to recapture a moment in time; it doesn't work. But I feel like it's time to go there again. I can feel its blue and white light in my bones.
I finally can, really. After tomorrow night, I finally really will. And I know I've been saying that for an age, at this point. But no, things are finally wrapped up. Like really there. Work-things. Finally. They've finally, finally gotten there. To be more specific-- well, I've had two major projects going on in the last year and change... (like November '10 and on...) And I've been vague about them, for all sorts of reasons, one being that I just don't like to TALK about things before they're certain, another being that talking about work is thoroughly uninteresting, and a third being that I haven't been quite sure whether I want to preserve any mystery as to my identity on here.
And I've been vague about EVERYTHING else which makes for a damn dull blog too, because anything interesting would inevitably be read the wrong way and offend people I know, and anything I'd want to write about would involve, well, who else but people I know.
So, in short, though. My two major projects are a record, and a film, both serious time-consuming and difficult endeavors, to make from scratch, involving endless steps, and many many people, and besides the creative and technical processes that involve the works themselves is the overseeing, supervising element of getting a team together, motivating people to work, navigating individual personalities, establishing boundaries, establishing respect, learning to delegate, achieving a proper balance of patience and assertiveness, picking your battles, crisis-management, self-promotion, fostering relationships, ultimate humility, shamelessness in asking for favors, fearlessness in taking risks, strength and flexibility, endless amounts of tedious admin work, etc etc and on and on.
But somehow it seems it's all gotten done.
As of like, today, really.
And now I get to fucking exhale like for real.
It's getting warm, with cold breezes. It reminds me of 2010. Winter 2010. Winter of 2010 is in the wind. Winter of 2010, I realize I was... as free as I've ever been, as open, as wondrous... the simplest things, were so magical. I never felt so innocent before and I haven't since. Never look back and try to recapture a moment in time; it doesn't work. But I feel like it's time to go there again. I can feel its blue and white light in my bones.
