the end of an era...

As I write this post I'm very sad. The state of my world is dramatically different. Changed forever.

As many of you know (perhaps not) I do have a day job. My photo career continues to blossom and may one day take over...but until then...I have a day job.

Cuts are eminent. We don't know when...but rest assured...they are coming. Our company is in the news -- the live, late-breaking, sound bite. Internally, there is chatter everywhere. Hallway meetings. People fear for their jobs. We wait. We listen. We try to work. We attempt to focus. We wait. We listen.

We wonder what happened. We wonder what we will do if we fall victim to the hatchet. We wonder how dramatically different our lives could become. What jobs exist out there in this economy? How will the bills be paid? How will we ultimately provide?

Whether I survive or not...I'm sad. The sense of loss is palpable. The surreal feeling is numbing.

These are sad times. It's the end of an era.