I'd previously only heard of Ira Glass, his name rang a bell, only sorta. Watching this video for the first time not only comforted me - it was a wake up call to Not! Give! Up! . To some extent, it also felt like my mediocrity was validated, justified, almost. But then again, now I know who Ira Glass is. Nosso bad.

After months of thinking about abandoning Interior Design, or Design in general, and after a long chat with M, I've come to realise it's not about not doing Design. In fact, Design will most probably be the passion of choice - that was a really odd mix of words, passion of choice. Hmm. Rather, it is, perhaps, about not being stuck or sucked into an office environment and allowing yourself to get too comfortable there.

So. Always a nod to discomfort. To not wanting to be here, but there. To casting around. To saudade.

Have been entertaining thoughts of becoming a butcher in my next job. Have been very drawn to the idea of machismo, the sensitivity and the delicateness of wielding a cleaver and providing choice cuts and a general sense of well-being to customers.