Impulse

I am exhausted! I’ve nearly wrapped up my cur­rent tech-writing gig. Meanwhile, I’ve been busy in pre-production for the doc­u­men­tary: research­ing, read­ing, learn­ing to use all this new video gear. (video is so dif­fer­ent than still pho­tog­ra­phy: strange ele­ment called Time to it) And, if that weren’t enough, I’m busy plan­ning a trip to europe (impor­tant tip: when trav­el­ling to Venice, book far ear­lier than 2 weeks ahead; the place fills up quickly).
What’s cool is that none of this feels like “work”. When I have a few idle moments, I thumb through books on mak­ing docs, or pick up the video cam­era and try some knob I’ve not used. I don’t feel the dread of work­ing out of oblig­a­tion. It feels more like goof­ing off. I guess my passtime has become my occu­pa­tion. The only down­side is that when I want to take a break from writ­ing & pre-production (because I’m exhausted), the only thing I want to do is writ­ing and pre-production. Luckily, I have friends who have dragged me out of the house from time to time. Guess that’s what friends are for.