Exhausted is an understatement.
One of my goals this year is to make money off my work, to produce more work, to leave a legacy behind. I won’t last, but my art will. I was guided to stay in on New Years in order to manifest what I really wanted. Week one in 2020 and I became the creative director for a bar and lounge located in Williamsburg. A dream job, the opportunity of a lifetime.
At first I applied like everybody else, but I knew in my soul this was for me, so I took the job. I went to the location, pretended I wanted to throw an event, got the owners personal email and pitched him. I fell in love with the space, it’s gorgeous and I want it to be seen. Immediately I went to work, because this is what I love to do. I am blessed and grateful. I got what I wished for! Yipee!
However, I am bone tired. When it doesn’t feel like work you keep going. So when it comes down to completing a flier, proper alignment for the website menus, scouting photographers, updating Saint Twenty, or sleep…I will choose to get the job done. This has left me fatigued. I haven’t redone my nails (which is my favorite part of every two weeks), I literally have to run out to purchase soap and lotion, I’m a sleep deprived mess. I’m a driven visionary, with the mentality of Steve Jobs. In the end it will all be worth it. Be careful what you wish for, cause you just might get it, the old adage goes. Now I fully understand. What do you wish for? What are you willing to sacrifice to live it? For those who have dreams fulfilled, was it worth it? Photo: No But Maybe
