I keep telling people, this is the best thing that's happened to me in years. Of course, I'm depressed and worried about my future, but aside from that, I'm in a great mood most of the time. I feel liberated. The stress in my life is gone. I'm free. On the one hand, the situation is so bad, there is nothing to do but laugh and have fun. And on the other hand, I know it could be much worse... I actually have some savings (dwindling), I have skills, and I have friends and family. And for the moment, I have health insurance. (Come on, Senate, get it together and pass something with a public option!) I'm eating and sleeping better. I've lost weight (30 lbs.) And I have an opportunity to think about what I want to do. I'm starting a blog! (I hope this thing has a spell checker.)
I worked with Moveon for a few months, to help support the Waxman/Markey energy bill. Then health care reform. Then I worked on a musical invention of mine. I'll post about these and other persuits, but the point is, I am looking at things anew, and it's great. And it seemes a lot of people I meet these days are doing some of the same kind of soul searching. These are the worst of times, but maybe also the very best of times. Adversity will improve the arts; better films and books and songs surely must be about to burble up from the discontedted and dislocated out there along with me... I can hardly wait.
I used to live in New York City. I designed homes for the tycoons of Wall Street; Park Avenue, Scarsdale, Greenwich. It was great fun. And, after years of saving up for a down payment, I was just about to buy my own little place in Fleetwood, half an hour north of the city, when the economy fell apart. Architects are like canaries in a coal mine when the economy slows, and true to form, there were massive layoffs in firms all over the country. Devastation of the profession. So, I decided to try to find something else to do for a while. I bought a 23' school bus and I'm on the road to see if I can figure out what that might be.