" a letter after almost two months "

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this certainly is an adventure. yessiry,

no job yet. but at this early point in me being here, it's okay. not too cut-throat yet. i need a job so that i can afford to go more(digital) commercial so that i can get more filler freelance jobs, but i'm sure i'll never fully replace my love of film. it's too lovely for me to pixelate my brain.

i miss home, and the smell of the ocean. but only the memory of it.

new york is becoming more familiar. things are slowly evolving out of obscurity and there, inside my head there is now an internal image-map forming in the place of the cloudy haze that was once so dominant.

it takes time to be sure. it takes time.

the subway's meandering path with its screeching and moaning throughout the cavernous underground passageways are almost to the point where they are comforting, if not still very maddening when you're lost or late.

i'm taking pictures, yet at the same time i'm conscious of the fact that i don't have a current steady income. what is to become of my crafts when the means start to slip away. am i still the creative person i think i am without the means with which to create?

this being said, i must find some work other than the freelance jobs that blow in from random sources once in a while. how many times will something like that come up?

just the other day, i got offered $xxx.00 to design a simple postcard for a non-profit org. how odd and do-able i though to myself. and of course i'm looking for a job i guess, but what will it be? how can i ask for someone to hire me for a specific task when i'm still so broadly interested in everything?

why is always just a little more difficult that you think it's going to be?

but i'm loving it. in this time, the transition time, i'm getting to know some people, and see great ordinary things. this is definitely the place for people-watching and silent contemplations in public.

i think i'll stick it out.

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