Lack of Clarity

I had almost forgotten my password that's how long its been. You see, the thing is I am somehow in this state of suspense which makes it a bit difficult to say anything, anything at all, lest I be jinxing myself or contradicting my very strongly held opinion of today by early tomorrow.

The time spent swimming a few laps in the tropical downpour is about the only moment of clarity I have in a day. In the meantime I am scrambling to make some money while the money lasts. On one hand the world bank should be flooded with requests for projects right about now, making me a very rich woman on the other hand I fear soon there will be nobody to shell out the cash needed. Other than maybe Saudi Arabia but only if they get their super oil tanker back.

Then there is the big question of holy shit, will I go to grad school next year? Do I have the brain power to get some applications out and oh, is that a good idea or a rash and silly one? This weekend I have my debut as a children's photographer, which might plunge me back into the obsessive wishing to make a living as an "artiste" momentum or maybe not.

SIN city and its tales of chicken-rice and expat sluts does merit its own post. Soon. Very soon.

Shanghai

Old and New Shanghai
Originally uploaded by Christiane B

Hurrah! And no storm in sight.