So, as you've heard, I have joined the ranks of the unemployed. And frankly, it sucks. I always had a place to go, people to talk to everyday. And met new people everyday.. many whom I'd never meet if it weren't for the job. It's made me realize I depended on my job to be my way of getting around and meeting folks. A social life via the newspaper. And it worked for me it seems. But this lack of a place, that had a focus and a purpose, to go each day is not working well. So like the tightrope, well, slack rope walker to be exact, is a metaphor for having to try something, new, tricky, and unbalancing. That's the future it seems. On another note, the piano player is the Bellingham Herald's current intern Katie Barnes. Aside from being an accomplished player, she's won two Best of Photojournalism Awards.. she's quite the renaissance woman..
