i’ve been in this cafe since this afternoon and now it’s dark out….tried to do some telecommuting for my Berkeley job…
i feel off…annoyed with the world…
tired of being careful with what i say….tired of biting back the retorts on the tip of my tounge….i wish i could be frank about what i know…
i remember talking to my professor about being a producer….and being fine with not being recognized for my work….she said that’s fine for network news. It’s a different story if a producer is sent overseas to a warzone. That person often risks her life to put a story together…my professor asked me if I would still be ok with being un-recognized for me work, if I was risking my life for a story….I said I’d have to think about it….