My difficult relationship with anything loosely resembling a career continues.

Over the past few months I have been attempting to convince myself and those around me that I am capable of performing repetitive tasks for financial reward, although I had been relatively successful with this, this charade came to an end yesterday when me and those that aren’t me came to an disagreement regarding how much of that reward i should receive for performance of said tasks.

So once again I found myself in that space that I had occupied with some happiness between November 2002 and June 2006, no steady income, no communicable goals, no responsibilities that cant be taken care of blindfolded… but it all feels just a little different know, although I’m well aware that you aren’t surprised that I don’t really understand why it feels a little different.I am hoping that the reasonable amount of routine and discipline I let creep back into my life will create some sort of spark that will keep me away from the non productive aspects of what I was doing before. I’m hoping it will help push some of those ideas to places that exists outside of moleskine pipe-dreams.

There are people around me too now, some of them i like “a lot” and many of them inspire me to get off my ass to do something other than pay for the next bottle of red (occasionally).

Let me know how it all goes will ya?