Sep 24, 2010 13:00
I will not follow in my father's footsteps.
I will create something for myself.
My father doesn't want me to be a failure him.
I will create something for myself.
I'm flying back to Australia next week to visit Peter, but I haven't told Cory. I haven't told anyone. I'll tell Cory I'm going to LA to visit an old friend, but that's not true. It's business. The break... it wasn't as clean as it looked. I didn't just drop every piece of my old life, let Browning take over the broken shell company.
I'm still involved. But the tie is silent, and I don't plan on being legitimate anymore. I have a mind groomed for business, I'd be a fool to give it all up. I love building. I love architecture. I love the control. I love the control of leading a board meeting, though, too. The rush of being able to demolish and create dream worlds rivals only the rush of being able to demolish and create this real world. This reality.
Now I just have to not lose touch.
In other news, romantic/personal life is kind of a mess, but I'm really putting an effort in to not caring. Business as usual.
life.,
business,
cory,
eames,
browning