I was so excited when I took that job. Monday to Friday. Just working the grind like normal people do. Weekends off. Holidays. Vacation time. Here I am today. Back in that stupid restaurant. Waiting tables while everyone else is down the shore or having parties. I just wanted to be like everyone else.
I’ve decided that this next shoot. Will be my last. I’m tired of being disappointed. Hoping that I could make a career out of something I love. I haven’t picked up a camera in weeks now to do anything. I never thought it would happen but that job ruined it for me.
I wonder what I’ll find to obsess over instead now?










