Am embarking on a new journey. Stepping onto an unknown territory, well hidden behind all too familiar facades and habits. Life gets lost in translation if you are the one who localizes, edits, reviews and approves. Some projects must be sent out for the world to review, for enemies to edit and for strangers to approve. And much like with a novice novelist, expectations must be buried and trust unearthed. If the sounding board sends tunes to dance to, we must be composers, if what comes is of artistic nature, we must be artists, if its not worth listening to, we must grab the shovel and keep digging, grab the pen and keep writing, grab the smile and keep living... Cannot drive the world. Must remember, the pedal is missing and the bus has no seats. Or walls for that matter...
Hold on to your hats! :)