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This must be what working for yourself feels like. I have finally received my contract for one of San Antonio's largest medical management companies this morning.  This is exciting news!  Not that this is my first client nor contract, but all my other clients have either not been mine, or just one shot deals, and the terms of all said contracts have expired. This one is different, because of the client themselves, (name of which I will keep to myself until the time is right).  They are a high profile client that I have signed a long term (no length disclosed, other grounds for terminating said contract) which will allow me to 1) work, 2) ad

So, as I write this journal entry, I have to remind myself that life sucks.  Despite the fact that I find myself looking for work again, was involved in a car accident, and it may take a while to see *ANYTHING* from this, money problems are coming out the proverbial ass, I am having a hard time just letting this things take over my life.  I find myself actually smiling, as though there was something to actually smile about. I'm keeping myself busy; designing posters for a contest hosted by #Mental-IllnessClub (https://www.deviantart.com/mental-illnessclub), gathering ideas for my "Calaveras" series, playing golf when my body will actually let me.  This, I feel, has such important imp