In the next 14 days:
- Photographing a wedding
- Giving up meat
- Packing up everything
- Moving next to Whyte ave*
- Paying more in rent than likely financially safe
- Continuing to get burned by the sun almost daily
In the next 21 days:
- Possibly changing my entire job at work
- Turning another year older
In the next 90 days:
(assuming a lack of: bankruptcy, mental breakdown, natural disaster)
- Legal change of name
- incorporating
- opening a home-based photo studio**
- removing the need to refer to anything as ‘my boss’ but my own sense of self-preservation
*our Northern Canadian version of whatever hipster street you despise in your own city, where teenagers wear oversized white sunglasses and affect (what they believe to be) a Southern Californian accent. I’m going beyond the looking glass on this one, folks, deep cover.
** assuming I can keep a large living room space as a real workplace and not a “temporary” work space. The only way this will work is to go all in. Half-assing gets no one anywhere.
