Not so long ago,I found myself staring at my laptop screen, unemployed for the third month straight. The media industry cuts had claimed another victim, and that victim was me. At first, I told myself it was just a temporary setback. But as rejection emails piled up and freelance gigs barely covered my rent, I started wondering if this was less of a speed bump and more of a dead end.
"That's all I have left," Bradford said, pulling his horn out of its case to practice for the afternoon. "I'm [91] years old. I don't have years to wait around to rebuild."
I clearly came here to try to win the ultimate prize. It is one game that gets you to move on, but I am clearly not satisfied with that game at all.