Today is May 2, 2012, my soon to be EX husband’s 39 birthday, and on this day in 1536 Anne Boleyn, Queen of England, was arrested and imprisoned on charges of adultery, incest, treason and witchcraft. She was tried before a jury of her peers only to be found guilty four days later. She was beheaded.
TODAY: MARCH 6, 2014
You wrote, “Well I am from the UK so your Greek Letters and scores mean nothing to me, but likewise I dropped out of University… with the arrogance of the “I am not studying I am going to make my millions” of course I was destitute within three months… ha ha that was a lesson learned :-)”
What lesson was that? and will you please forgive me as I see so many that I want to ensure nothing is missed. The obvious is destitution soon following a drop-out , but then we both know that before that came falling behind. Who was there to hold you up? I wonder… on this good morning in America. My encounter with college was that it was bountiful substance continually draining resources. I felt selfish attending when my initial aspiration was to teach. “There is not enough money in it,” was the insult of wanting a career that boasts little more than minimum by potential. “Some things you do for the love of doing them…”
I do many things I love for free. The purpose of my career is monetary. I switched my major to psychology and then I went crazy. It incensed me to learn, visceral to the moral implications of a prescribed and labeled pseudoscience. I loved reading about all the sick and twisted ways doctors would prod into people to try to understand BRAIN, but I did not miss pioneer. I would often interrupt the professor during lecture with small tangents, and then excusal. He didn’t need to dismiss me; I was pissed so I left.
I wanted an exact science, except there are so few things that can exist that way. What lessons I carry from those younger years. Applied today, to your words.
“Frankly I am too old to go and “chat up” women in bars ( though I seem quite good at it sometimes), and I wouldn’t choose a pet dog in a bar at 3am so why that’s the preferred solution to finding a new partner is beyond me… but the whole dating principal is contrived…. just because I can have a polite dinner with a person , it doesn’t mean I then want a serious life long relationship with them automatically, something lost on several of the women I have dated.”
Everything that has conduct is contrived (though I could argue reverse and I might). I am all at one baffled by the mating ritual, and bars hurt my heart for the searching. There are times, rare stars falling, that I dress pretty to venture out, to sit and act like I would be there otherwise, but I wouldn’t. I was too far a hermit that way in the crab of my first marriage. When given a choice over going out with girlfriends, or staying home with my family the answer was always heart. Later, when that life ended, I did and do chastise myself for not being more well-rounded in my base, but then I would repeat history that way, even knowing that it would end with my conceptual beheading. This time around I am building a fortress from triangles, and mine will climb to millions just as yours did. You asked of my business,”
“So I take it the photography business isn’t doing so well? Or did it fail completely? I am not sure about the working harder / smarter thing, I think that is easier to say in hindsight… you only get smart from experience and you get experience the more you work, so you get smarter faster if you work harder.”
I am a woman of industry and my interest is not in my own business, nor am I overly concerned about its failing. The photography business that is. I stopped in to visit with a colleague, in business himself for forty-four years. “How do you see the market?” I asked him.
“There is none,” he said back flat. “It is not possible to have a career as a photographer anymore. There is not a professional I know that is not on the verge of going under.”
“How about you,” I asked. “Is there anything I can do to help?”
“Me?” he said with a chuckle, “No.. I have plenty of business. Mostly passports and such. I am going to coast into retirement. It’s young people like you that I worry about. What are you going to do?”
She winks… She smiles….
“I am going to put you out of business… “
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PHOTOGRAPHER.PERSONAL TRAINER. WRITER.VLOGGER