This post may not have a damn thing to so with photography at all. It is literally 6:34 AM. I am up and at 'em. No not really I just couldn't sleep. I went to bed relatively early, say twelve but slept really lightly. Around 5 I awoke and couldn't get back down. It comes that time of the year where it slows down and I am looking for anything to pay the bills with. Broken dreams and pocket lint will not cut it. Since I recently finished school I am going through this transitional period into the real world.
Definition: Real World.
Lets break it down Hammertime.
re·al 1 (rl, rl)adj.1.
Get off your ass and do whatever you have to do to make an income so you can start and sustain a viable business and maybe a family. Of course the childhood rule "marriage then the baby carriage" does apply. See and you did learn something in elementary school!
It's like a re birthing in a way. Kicking and screaming! Finding ways to rip people off by doing the thing I love, taking pictures. Joke. Really. I don't rip people off . I don't have the heart for it. So yeah back to the point. Losing sleep over financial worries. Rent+bills+equipment loans= Little ROBBY going crazy and drinking too much. Coffee, which believe me can be worse than alcohol sometimes. The only thing a person can do is ride out the storm. I have been throwing out cards and promotions as much as I can and yes that has pulled in some small jobs , but still not enough to say hey you can do this full time now.
Hey it's still dark out and the morning paper read that today is an 8. Don't give up, even when your brain gets overloaded. Have a cup of something comforting, and get back into the fight.
I don't believe in that kinda toilet paper mentality.
I will stick with the coffee thanks.