It's so fascinating.
The question always gets asked in one form or another.
The other night at dinner it was, "What could you possibly be doing with your days, kid?" No matter how many times I've heard its many variations, I wasn't really ready for that level of accusation and judgment. Sometimes I think I should have a list of all the things I've been doing at the ready that I can rattle off in order to justify my ongoing habit of drawing breath. Instead - I stammered something about walking around and taking pictures and then I looked at the floor, waiting for the moment to pass..
One thing I've not done is wedge myself back into an industry that I became so profoundly unhappy with during the last twenty years. Twenty years of unpleasantness and staggering boredom... Not doing that again should be worth something right?
Maybe I could offer up that insight along with the nice list. An ordered list - with bullets. A list that implies a certain level of "go-getterness". Would people approve? Would they feel more comfortable?
But then I think that maybe I should offer up this instead, "How about you go fuck yourself - that's what I'm doing with my days - kid."
That might be more direct and honest.
Yeah - I think I'm gonna go with that.