Woof... 2020 is already off to a roaring start. It's after 10a on the first Monday of the year and I'm totally fine knowing I blew that first deadline. Maybe not an ideal start to the year, but you're not the boss of me (unless you are).
Know that I've spent the last couple weeks running around with a stills camera, doing family stuff, and baking way more sourdough bread than I care to admit. Oh, and also prepping for what should be a crazy busy January. I'm supposed to be leaving town tomorrow for my first shoot of the year then a few more projects before the end of the month.
I've also spent some time these last couple weeks trying to look ahead to the year to come. The last couple weeks of each December usually have me looking back at the year and the goals I'd set. 2019 was going to be tough anyway, but still I'd set some lofty goals. Some were met but quite a few were clearly missed. More than anything I knew professionally it'd be a year of trying to get my feet under me as a freelancer in a completely new market. Personally 2019 pretty much left me bruised and bloody, but stronger for what's next.
I'm nearly done reading my first book of the year, and as per usual, I'm able to (most likely) take it out of context and apply it to my situation.
"To act is to be committed, and to be committed is to be in danger."
"I do not mean to be sentimental about suffering – enough is certainly as good as a feast – but people who cannot suffer can never grow up, can never discover who they are." James Baldwin, The Fire Next Time