Oneway East

Monday, April 09, 2007

resume



It's been a while since I've been back, over fourmonths now. A long time. It's flying. Do you remember how I described so many of those languid days on Ko Pha Ngan? It's the opposite now. I said at first that I was not ready to come back, when the topic of coming home for the holidays arose. When I say I didn't want to come back for that reason, don't mistake my meaning that I only wished to live in that carefree way. Quite the opposite. I felt that that carefree lifestyle was a vanishing natural resource, that I would no longer be able to do that again once I was back in the states, the window would close on taking advantage of what opportunities only exist there.

Now I'm here. Since early January my world has become very goal-oriented. Work. Career. Girlfriend. These things. I'm always bustling and busy, but I like it. The memories of lolling about thinking, "Oh, what shall I do today?" are distant. I'm trying to chase down shooting jobs, to someday make the step up properly, busy with the endless list of little things that need to be done, busy with just being at work, busy making a life with my amazing girlfriend. I'm goddamn busy.

Two images: my bedroom at the Sarisa on Chaloklum Bay, shortly before my departure, and my bedroom here in New York City.


New York things: The guy mumbling and cursing farther down the subway car: is he an up-and-coming rapper or an enthusiastic schizophrenic?

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