As my artist life is taking over my corporate side, they are teaching me how they should adjoin. I’ve had people that feel “successful” by simply making manager, things as such. I was managing at 23. I have different aspirations.
So, knowing what it felt like being a “boss”, at a young age, gave me great perspective. It couldn’t be the pinnacle of said success. I still had a demeaning supervisor, or 2. It was in the military, so it was really intense. I had to make sure these 3 guys showed up at 7am for inspections, no matter how plastered they got the night before. It was still a job.
As an artist, the 1st unmanaged $100.00 I’d made, opened my eyes to what freedom really looked like and I’d never known her. How sexy. Freedom, you sexy broad. I’d gotten laid off from my last job and dove deep into depression. I felt life was ending and I wanted to do bad things to my dirty old supervisor. (Another story)…
Today I’ve completed my degree for Professional Writing, and am being invited back by previous fans to make music again and write. So, it’s safe to say; I will be writing a book soon, putting that degree to work. Right now, I am making music and doing small supportive jobs so I can tread water.
I’d like to share a piece of art, or two that a close fan has recently given me upon the condition of my return. This is my medicine. I love you all.