I have a love hate thing going on with tech.  I’m over being burnt out, really, but somehow I don’t mind playing with tech at home in my bedroom studio where I can answer to myself and at my own time.  Occasionally, my eyes graze the net on new cameras and equipment that entice me into dreaming them into my possession, but at this time I don’t really want to dive back into a career where people are looking to me to solve their technical issues, usually caused by self inflicted user error.  Nor am I looking back into a life transforming me back into a robot cutting and pasting bits and bytes like a factory worker ticking away on the clock, but not getting much for my dime. I don’t know what’s coming, but I do know that for now I am happy not to go back.  I like where I am in the now, even though I may have fallen somewhere between the cracks of tiredly trodden, dead end, overrated careers paths.  In the cracks I find gentle space without bias or judgement or deadlines. Lately, I have been more into just meditating, hiking, cleaning, pulling weeds, feeling the breeze in my garden kiss my cheek as I dream, not of tech, but nothing. 

And, I’m alright with that.