Hello!

As you all know from reading my blogs???

I’ve got a looooooooooooooooot of shit happening.

And I’ve long with struggled with saying the hardest word in the English language. Heck. It’s also the same word in many many languages…

No

Can you relate?

Cuz my guilt monster reminds me of its hunger every fucking time that word crosses my lips.

Seriously true.

Except???

I’m starting to work six days a week in my survival job while launching producer script school along with a bunch of other projects.

And???

I’m just getting started since each and every yes has a cost and trade off. That’s the truth behind it all…

Saying yes to one thing means saying no to something else.

My backpack pictured? It’s gone to cool places like ComicCon with me along my more glamorous location now: the laundromat.

You can see its mileage. Doesn’t quite zip like it once did. Still functions great. Why yes… It still has its limits. Totally cool cuz it’s showing how to say yes to keep up and say no to able to support what it can.

Does any of this resonate?

As always: Have a glamorous day for fun!@

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