I must admit that my life has spun horrendously out of control over the past seven days. I must get better at coping with jet lag, constantly changing environments, living in hotel rooms and an absence of any predictable routine. I feel like I have been through a washing machine, I feel like I am losing my faith.
The reality is that I’m really just losing the faith that I had in my routine, not my faith itself.
I’ve been grumpy lately which is crazy because I’ve been living the dream. If you ever think that a certain success will take away your stress then you should think again. I’m sitting in a four star hotel in London, typing away on my new MacBook Pro after spending a couple of days shooting in decadent Prague… and I’m anxious and grumpy… go figure.