life is good

yes, beirut. lebanon. and a little bit of istanbul just for shits.  maybe even literally b/c my stomach hasn’t quite recovered from haiti yet. anyway. beirut.

a completely self-indulgent internship: photography. which i realize has nothing to do with economic development, but which i also absolutely love doing. and i’m good at. and the editor of the daily star in lebanon agrees. and i have been hired. i leave in a few hours.

if my writing’s as good he says he’ll consider publishing. i’ve never written journalism-style before, but i think i can do it. well.

i am the luckiest little brown girl this side of the mideast. and i’m extremely excited. see also: mildly terrified. they’re giving me a lot of responsibility based on a few photogs my friend submitted for me. without me knowing. i didn’t even apply. until after the editor had said that he’d seen my photos and to send a resume, etc.

holy moly man the things i get into. i am a lucky lucky one. and i am petrified i’ll mess this up. but even if i do this will be an amazing experience. valuable maybe, is a safer adjective to use there.  

let’s not even get into what mr p thinks of this. of me and my behavior right now. i of course have his blessing b/c i would not go without it. but i am certainly not his favorite little one lately. i should go start packing.