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Just got back from the D. That’s Detroit for all ya’ll who ain’t in the know. My great grand Aunt, Viola, turned 100 on Sunday (bless her soul) but we had the party on Saturday. Family came up from Belize which is where my mother’s family if from. Guess I’ve been away for a while. Been busy with a couple of photography projects as well as some other freelance gigs. Trying’ to make a change in my day gig, too. Got’s ta keep it on the hush-hush ’cause we ain’t in a rush-rush but we’ll see how things pan out.

If I were a metallurgist I would say that my time doing IT-support is past the stages of showing stress fractures and looks as if she’s about to tear apart. Yeah, I’m way past my time to move on. I need to be shooting/designing full-time. I know this, I know this, I know this. But…, I have un-wisely placed myself in the clutches of debt and now must dig myself out of this pit. “Will I be able to make it without a 9-5?” “Should I stay on another year and save money (even though this was our plan last year and here I am still)?” Ahh, the trappings of society. How I long for the time when my days will be fueled by my creative fire instead of someone else’s ineptness at the workstation. But just as all good things must come to an end, hopefully so can too, bad things.