My World is My Stage

Damn, long time.

So last Friday I received my first set of business cards. It’s funny how a simple thing, like a 2”x5” piece of paper can mean so much. I never received business cards while working with Arena. In the grand scheme of my life/career trajectory, I’m sure that we’ll have a larger metaphorical meaning later. 

So what does it really mean to have a business card? Is this my “business”? Am I what my title says? 

Trying to navigate establishing a career and growing up has been interesting… It seems like every thing I do affects where I’ll finally end up. My desire, like most, is to be happy but what the fuck does that actually look like? What will my happiness look like? Will I be able to recognize it when I get there? Who will share it with me?

I know my little 2”x5” card does not hold the answer to these questions but it seems to be a building block. This little tradable token marks a commitment I’ve made to myself. I’ve committed to this career path. I’m committed. Let’s see where this goes.

If you see me in the streets, ask for my card, I can finally give you one!