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So now I am working on an indy film and possibly teaching at my old fashion design school and writing for a magazine but still...still it's barely enough to live on. I have been working so hard the last couple of years to do the things I love and get paid for them. As michael j. fox says, 'do what you love and never work another day in your life.' but I seem to have to work very hard to pay my bills to do the things I love. It's exhausting. BUT I won't give up...never. I will keep fighting to have a career that makes me more money than I need that I spring out of bed each day to do because I love it. A life being artistic is worth fighting and dying for.
I'm also sad because a friend of mine is going to be inducted in the rock n' roll hall of fame this weekend and I'm not in TO to help him shop for a suit. I use to have so much fun shopping in Kensington Market getting all sorts of funky hip stuff for him to wear on stage and to events. sigh. Apparently, I miss the sun in TO as well. The grey never seemed to bother me before. Now I notice the difference. Hmmmm, should I stay or should I go?? I know the grass isn't greener, it's just different. ;)
I'm also sad because a friend of mine is going to be inducted in the rock n' roll hall of fame this weekend and I'm not in TO to help him shop for a suit. I use to have so much fun shopping in Kensington Market getting all sorts of funky hip stuff for him to wear on stage and to events. sigh. Apparently, I miss the sun in TO as well. The grey never seemed to bother me before. Now I notice the difference. Hmmmm, should I stay or should I go?? I know the grass isn't greener, it's just different. ;)