The Beginning of the End

Background
I worked at a top-ranked advertising agency for the past 3.5 years and recently just got laid off. I fancied two options: working on another piece of business (doing the same shit) or taking the severance package and running.

It's going to be insane -- I've never traveled overseas as an adult. I've never lived outside of Los Angeles. I've never been away from my family for more than three weeks. I've never even backpacked, and the longest amount of cold I've experienced was during weekend trips to Mammoth -- with aged whiskeys, hot jacuzzis, and winter green to ease my soul after a long day of snowboarding.

Admittedly, I'm scared shitless of what I may be getting myself into; but at the same time, I'm pretty excited to see what I may be getting myself out of.

Contact
The only way to contact me is to leave comments on this blog, Facebook or via email (proefound@yahoo.com). Other than that, I've decided to fuck off.

Wish me lush.

Sunday, June 8, 2008

flying over amsterdam

flying over amsterdam
flying over amsterdam,
originally uploaded by proefound.
my last day was by far my scariest and most nerve wrecking.

i didn't want to come back. i was, still am, and will probably (for a long, long time) continue to feel this way. i can't help it, i miss the road. i miss the uncertainty. i had every excuse to not "fit in" wherever i was. what would i be able to say if that were the case back home?

you know how i mention that writers have to do lame things like stare out of windows to "reflect?"

i looked out and all i saw was my own shadow, quickly being left behind.
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