“Where are you working now?”
Every artist’s most dreaded question.
I’m still there. Er, here. I’m here. I think.
It’s hard to explain.
I was there for a while. Then, I tried doing something else. That something else was nothing. So I left.
I went somewhere else.
Now, I’m here. Here is hard. I thought I was just going to be doing one thing, but I do multiple things. And all the things aren’t really anything. I don’t know what I do.
The people I don’t listen to told me not to take the position.
The people I do listen to said, “You can do this.”
I said, “I can do this.”
But it’s hard.
It makes me nervous. That means I’m growing…right?
I don’t know. I don’t have insurance. And I don’t know how much money I’ll make each month. And I don’t have a professional email address.
I get nervous when I go to work because I don’t want to do it. But it gives me the time to do my art…
…I think. I don’t know.
It’s not that bad.
But I don’t want to do it.
I want to quit but I’m afraid to quit because I don’t want people to think I’m a quitter.
I’m afraid to quit because I don’t want God to be mad at me because I messed up His plan.
Wait a minute….