I’ve been slacking… I should be planning for my NYC trip, but lately I’ve been “resting,” well, more like bidding time. To be honest, I’m quite nervous about this whole thing and I get ridiculously restless when I’m not working. It all goes back to my childhood instinct..more like fear: if I’m not working, I feel as if I’m not contributing something, as if I’m not worth the time. It’s pathetic, really. I could be facetious and contribute it to immigrant guilt and upbringing, but it’s far too perversely personal to sweep under that blanket. In any case, I’ve resumed tackling this experiment.
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