I've been sitting in front of my computer for hours.
Nothing special about that fact. I do it all the time. When I watch movies, play games, edit videos, do 3d modelling. I can sit for hours.
Tonight though there is a weight hanging around my neck, pulling my back into a typical deskjockey's slump.
Just as I thought the crisis of adding another year to my already unforgivable age was not as bad as I thought, another realization hits me. Not only was I getting old, I had also had no career going for me.
I'm not anything. I'm not a writer, 3D artist, video compositor, designer, or philosopher...at least not in the "professional" sense. I do know a thing or two about these things, but who cares?
I realized I had no real industry skills. I don't even have a damned portfolio that I could be proud of. I'm too old to be the "young trainee" in some big company or to make a name for myself as a "hot new emerging artist".
Maybe I'm being too hard on myself.
Or maybe it's time to face facts.
Maybe it's time to realize that unless I get my act together, the few opportunities that I have will continue to dwindle and all but vanish.
*sigh*