What's the story, morning whorey?

There's so much happening.

And yet nothing is happening.

There's a new project in the works but I've decided I don't want to talk about it this time around. I was too forthcoming with the last project that didn't happen. LOVED having to explain to everyone that it didn't work. People who aren't in that line of work often don't understand how complex it can be. And I just don't have the energy to explain it anymore. I now understand why people in that field surround themselves with people in that field. There's no reason to explain anything. The project didn't get off the ground? Yeah, mine didn't either. Let's go have some drinks and talk about the next one. None of those painful pitying looks that seem to say, "Ohhh we didn't think it would work either, but you were sweet for trying." Barf.

Like this time last year, I'm back to wondering what the future will hold. Like last time I have no control. Like last time it will be months before I know anything. Like last time I will slowly lose what's left of my mind.

But

I'm grateful to have a second chance.

And that's all I want to say. The only thing spilling da beans would accomplish is giving me an ego boost and I don't need one. I'm full of myself enough as it is.

Bet you didn't think I'd come back to this blog again! Wanna wager if I ever come back again?