Every letter I think starts with “Here we are!” but in fact, here we are! Which means, Here I am! Trying to figure it out, feet firmly planted on the side of adulthood, yet somehow still mentally seeing where the wind takes me. I’ve never had much of a plan (aside from work as hard as I can, be a good person, try and have fun) and things have always worked out, but now I’m really in a position where I need to make my own plan, and then make it happen. Being largely freelance is largely exciting, principally inspiring, but also partially frightening, and somewhat daunting. Your own success or failure is solely your responsibility, as I wrote before, there’s no shield to hide behind. Your choices take on a lot more weight. Every move is a professional one because you are your own job, in a way. Does that make sense?
And until I get my shit together in a more concrete way (if/when) I’m putting a lot more time, thought, and energy into these little shopping missives. We’ll see where it ta…
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