I'm a graphic designer right.. doing work that needs to be done. Working for a lgbtq newspaper, making ok money.. but I'm not so sure I want to be. I like it when I do a good job and people tell me my work is good - and i like knowing I'm not truly workin' for the MAN... but there is this nagging little voice in the back of my head telling me I can do more. Bitching at me.. telling me I SHOULD be doing more.

Then I think about going back to school. I always wanted to teach art when I was a kid, or make greeting cards. Funny huh, it's not that far off from graphic design. Except.. I'm not so sure putting drop shadows on rainbow flags is doing it for me any more. :-o Making greeting cards OR teaching art somehow feels more valid and susbstantial to me right now. Teaching young minds to think differently, to express themselves... bringing smiles to people's faces who are in desperate need of a smile... Creating work with heart. what do I really acomplish now after a day of work? I don't know if I can answer that.

Obviously I need to think more about this.