One month to go.
One month before we hit the road and flee my beloved Joziburg™ to settle along the Garden Route.
One month of trying to hang onto my sanity…onto my visions of a tranquil future.
Today I thought it would be an excellent idea to deal with the CD/DVD collection. It was a Confucian blessing.
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In August last year, I started this blog. I was in a pensive mood, caught up in my own thoughts about being a Joziburger™. A love/hate relationship that was part of what I had been and what I wanted to be…an editorial graphic designer vs a free-agent-who-will-do-anything-that-makes-life-interesting.
Some 220-plus applications for jobs, only five-or-so interviews, and only two replies………..that hurts. I have a CV that I am proud of, achievements that are singular, places I’ve been and seen, projects that wouldn’t have worked if I hadn’t thrown myself wholeheartedly into them.
That’s when you look in the mirror and wonder if your career was all just smoke….and mirrors.
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