I’ve flirted with the idea of going back to school a couple of times and realised later that I wanted to do this because I find it hard to learn in a non-classroom environment. I can pick up a lot of things like graphic design for example which has become my main career, and lately there’s basic video-making and photography, but it’s always been a case that’s more about passion and necessity.

It works for now, but I know that there’s so much more room to learn about these things beyond what I currently use them for- in spite of my constant complaint that I’d rather write instead.

I probably have to accept the fact that this IS my life; that there’s probably no novel down the road, and yet the thought of 25,000 more images in lieu of that terrifies me- and makes me sad 😢