one of my stylists today. The agent/artist relationship is the closest one I've had to a marriage (well, besides my 6 year on again off again relationship with the college bf that is, but we'll get into that some other time), and so now we are entering into what is comparable to a legal separation.
It's sad, but at the same time, such a relief to be parting ways amicably the way we are. It's a matter of clicking, syncing, jiving, and gelling, and it's like with any relationship if we're honest with ourselves, we know when it's happening or not, and we thrive when it is, flounder when it isn't.
Can't feel bad about the flops though. There are lessons to be learned from all of them.
Our "type" is just one of the clues we're giving that's leading us to the right connection - it's okay to go in the direction of it.
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