What am I doing here?
It's 5 AM and I'm at my agency on a Friday morning, not getting here early but rather I have been here for 19 hours straight without being outside once. Because today there is a presentation that's going to once again lead nowhere. The client will, once again, buy nothing, and we will be back to square one. What am I doing here?
My partner asked if I could imagine doing this with kids, never getting to see them. I brushed her off as a wuss cause we're simply too far away from that. But I know family life is coming and I know this work doesn't get done unless someone's here at 5AM every morning before a big presentation. What am I doing here?
I'm listening to Pearl Jam trying to keep my surprisingly heavy eyelids from closing shut on me tighter than fort knox and I'm not sure if it's working. What am I doing here?
Oh yeah, my dream, to be in advertising, I forgot.