Where has the time gone? I've totally neglecting my blogging activity because it's been so hectic in the newsroom...my responsibilities as Photo Editor of the newspaper and my duties with the magazine. I'm literally worn out and exhausted and I'm a bit surprised as to how I'm still trucking on...
I desperately need a change of scenery. It's a good thing one is coming as I fly back out to New York next week to work on another wedding with my dear friend Pamela Masters. I'm really going to enjoy the flight out there and normally I'm a bit nervous about flying but I remember the last time I was out there, not too long ago, flying high above the clouds, trying to make out objects and landmarks and I took comfort in wondering what that little speck on the ground that would later be realized as a car was going or what the people living on the various patches of farmland were doing in this very moment. Despite the monotonous droning sound of the plane's engine or the warbled conversations going on between passengers, I found solace in my meandering thoughts not once ever thinking about deadlines and news. Typing this out made me realize how much little time I have to myself and that I cherish those fleeting moments.
This New York trip will be a quick one. Fly out of Los Angeles Friday, wedding rehearsal Saturday and some bit of sightseeing, Sunday is the wedding and I fly back to Los Angeles 7am New York time JUST to make it back on campus in time to perform my editor and journalism duties. What's funny, and sad in hindsight, is that back when this trip was in the works, I was so excited to be able to knockout the NY gig, make it back to the newsroom and knock that out too. That's quite a feat of dedication if I wasn't so stressed out and exhausted but seeing how I am now, it'd be nice to just stay in NY a little while longer. Indefinitely would be a pipe dream but a nice dream nonetheless.
8 days. If there wasn't a more pressing time for something to happen...
I desperately need a change of scenery. It's a good thing one is coming as I fly back out to New York next week to work on another wedding with my dear friend Pamela Masters. I'm really going to enjoy the flight out there and normally I'm a bit nervous about flying but I remember the last time I was out there, not too long ago, flying high above the clouds, trying to make out objects and landmarks and I took comfort in wondering what that little speck on the ground that would later be realized as a car was going or what the people living on the various patches of farmland were doing in this very moment. Despite the monotonous droning sound of the plane's engine or the warbled conversations going on between passengers, I found solace in my meandering thoughts not once ever thinking about deadlines and news. Typing this out made me realize how much little time I have to myself and that I cherish those fleeting moments.
This New York trip will be a quick one. Fly out of Los Angeles Friday, wedding rehearsal Saturday and some bit of sightseeing, Sunday is the wedding and I fly back to Los Angeles 7am New York time JUST to make it back on campus in time to perform my editor and journalism duties. What's funny, and sad in hindsight, is that back when this trip was in the works, I was so excited to be able to knockout the NY gig, make it back to the newsroom and knock that out too. That's quite a feat of dedication if I wasn't so stressed out and exhausted but seeing how I am now, it'd be nice to just stay in NY a little while longer. Indefinitely would be a pipe dream but a nice dream nonetheless.
8 days. If there wasn't a more pressing time for something to happen...