by | September 24, 2018

There will always be the undecided. And those not ready. Never ready. But today I stare at a stack of orders over two inches thick. And in all the words, the second guessing, the dimensions, the color choices, and the revised color choices, these papers represent the seven people to whom I am obligated. After that, everything changes for the first time since this started. I look at the pile, the forms, the edits, the specs, the colors, and the names written on them and I think. It’s not the end I’m trying to reach as much as it is the beginning.