I quit my other job Wednesday, it’s getting to be that time. Listening: Thrice – Illusion of SafetyJuly 13-18, 2010ĭon’t let your story tell you how to write it. If you’re not one of the dozen of people from back home that read my blog and have any interest in keeping up with me, my personal blog is, I’d love to hear from you.
I have a part time job lined up back home, but I really just want to soak in what I’ve missed rather than dive right back into working. I’d love to have a hand in HM’s future endeavors (coughletmekeepbuildingthepodcastDougcough). I’ve definitely been blessed by my time here at the Ranch, Doug’s great, Bianca and Jeff have been great, I’ve had a ton of opportunities come my way that I would have otherwise missed out on, and learned a lot of practical magazineish stuff that ought to come in handy in the future. It’s not easy building a social life in the middle of Taylor, TX. HM’s been great, but like any non-sociopath I miss my friends and family. I think the typical response is bittersweet. Within the next two hours I have every intention of moving 800 miles across the country back to Missouri.
All that said, my trek turned out really well, had some good chats and better food. There’s a mountain of information I don’t know about these people in my life and at this point they’ve forgotten a lot of it. I’ve never really had the classical extended family relationship, just Christmas and the occasional vacation. You’re forced to relate one on one rather than relaying through your parents and siblings. It’s a strange feeling, visiting your extended family for the first time as an individual as opposed to a part of a larger family. I spent yesterday making a huge circle around central Texas visiting all my grandparents.
I’m insanely stoked about it, it’s going to look great (plus, I wrote the cover story). Over the past twelve days I’ve quit my job, worked on ad sales, and Bianca and I have laid out nearly every page of the new issue. Maybe fear isn’t the right word, let’s go with insecurity, whether that’s in risk taking, relationships, experiences, whatever, I don’t think it’s worth it, and that’s all I have to say about that. This has been coming up a lot in my life lately, the whole ideal of fear crippling you from action.
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