I have been back from Japan for almost 2 weeks now. I was sick and jetlagged for the first week and spent the last few days in a bit of a panic. I have no job and I'm running out of money. I had an ambitious project I attempted to undertake in Japan, a photo/blog thing that fell through when I couldn't get the camera in time. I salvaged some of the concept by purchasing a Nikon Key Mission 360 and capturing some decent 360 content. I feel like I failed.
The instant camera is in the mail, and should arrive by the end of the month.
Today I step out of the house for a change of scenery. I head east on Queen to The Cannonball. Jazzy tunes and a cozy atmosphere to type in.
I'm seriously oscillating between finding a new job or begging my old boss to take me back. Not because I miss or want the job, but the worry of not getting something else. My only ideas of possible prospects are Cineplex and Flight Centre.
I want to write. Just sit and write. I think my best bet is to vomit everything onto the internet and see what sticks.
It was 5 years ago today that I saw Prince for the first and only time at the Air Canada Centre. It was an amazing set, he must have done 6 encores. The girl I went with didn't really want to stay, but as people left and the show went on, they seemed to be allowing people into the lower sections so we moved closer. It was so good.