Home isn’t home and where I’ve been living for the past three years was never home. I’ve never called the Sac place “home.” Home always referred to Milpitas where family and friends reside. After living at home for the last few weeks, I’ve realized many things. Home is not the same. I am stuck somewhere between two cliffs, hanging mid-air.
One friend is in working in LA for the summer. The other friend, well, his commitment to all things planned lacks entirely. It’s hard to move forward on things living at home. I have less control of my workflow; when my wheels are turning, it’s often interrupted by the slightest of things, but interrupted nonetheless. In Sacramento, I had the luxury of space, time and control of my environment to not let anything distract me. My attention span is as faithful as a sexually active Catholic priest. I cannot wait for the next step. I’m dying to live in SF or NY. I’m ready.
In other news, I didn’t land a gig at Chen Design but I was informed that they will consider me for the Fall position since they hired only one of five people they interviewed after expecting to hire two. So yes, change of plans on their behalf and plus I have travel plans for the better part of August. So, the adventure continues when I get back. But honestly, it was an awesome experience to be interviewed by Max Spector, who in many respects is a great designer. Rob and I were granted interviews and made up almost half the list of people who were interviewed. That’s pretty dope.