I’m not homesick at all, I thought maybe i would be but it turns out so far I’m free and clear of that special emotion. Ive moved to Washington DC and i promptly got sick. Aww stress how you like to fuck with me. Even though this move was planned for months and i was well prepared, i tend t deal with stress in a very specific way. My body revolts. From my stress triggered complex and simple partial seizure disorder to the flu. When ever the big life changing event is over so is my bodies ability to adhere to it and i spend a few days in bed being sick as a dog. This move was no different.
I’m on the mend and looking forward to new adventures on the east coast. There is much to do to get my life in east coast order. I need to design and put together my new shoot room and get myself to the task of making clips and mp3s. As well as digging out a commercial DC metro area dungeon to rent on a per session basis also I need to hang my photographer shingle out in my new town and get some hot gils in front of my lens. All in due time, I’m in no hurry, I’m blessed with a partner who has no issues in letting me work it all out at my own pace and is always super supportive of what it is i do. I am, by any stretch of the imagination….a very lucky girl.