everyone has high hopes for me. high hopes that i’ll work at some record label bringing joy to not only the staff, but the fans of said label. high hopes that i’ll write a book that’ll make them both laugh and cry; a book that’ll expose who i am in a way that isn’t on any blog ran by an anxious twentysomething fresh outta college. everyone has high hopes that i’ll skip the “working at a record label” route and will work indirectly with labels as a freelance photographerbadass extraordinaire. everyone has high hopes that i will, in fact, go really far in life.
all of this is fine, because i have the same hopes.
i just hope i have enough patience to pack up my apartment in portland and move to los angeles so i can start this journey because right now, that patience is wearing thin.